More shit about the 2MM comp and some about hand shaking

Both double 7″s did well, so not to cock a snook at our very own cash cow we only went and dumped it onto a CD didn’t we. Eh? Jokers.

We made it purple, cos that’s what red and blue make. Clever. Very clever.

32 songs over both comps at 2 minutes each equalled 64 minutes. A CD holds 76 minutes. We added some more bands. We wanted to sell the CD to people who didn’t own record players and we wanted to sell it to people who had bought the vinyls. We were selling coal to Newcastle. We were selling it to Sunderland. Er, Newcastle has record players, Sunderland doesn’t. I think this is a ‘euphemism’, enjoy it as I don’t believe in using them, they’re very lazy.

It came out on the 11th August 2003.

So here are the last bands, the one’s who scraped on by the skin of their helmets:

33 – Monster Bobby – ‘I always knew I was wrong’. MB formed girl band The Pipettes, although if memory serves Monster Bobby was a man with a massive face.

34 – Sam’s Hot Car Lot – ‘Scalp/Lobotomy’. SHCL were from Scotland and sent the rudest emails ever. They played loud angular rock and probably fell over whilst doing it. No idea what happened to them, chances are they are sleeping on the street and shouting at the traffic.  

35 – Thread – ‘Breadcrumb trail’. Thread released a 7″ on Victory Garden, they were a poppy sort of affair. This tune was decent. Again, no idea what happened to ’em. I bet this was the highlight of their career.

36 – The! Lights! Alive! – ‘You made your bed, now lie in it’. T!L!A! were great. This may have been their only release. There was a four song CDR kicking about that someone should have put out. This tune was from it. In this band was Luke ‘floppy handshake’ Younger (as we knew him), his mum drove him down with the master tape. He’s now in Birds Of Delay and Helm and runs a killer record label called Alter Stock. James Blackshaw was in them also, he is a finger picking wizard who has put stuff out on all sorts of hip labels. I believe one of them, the moustache faced keyboardist, is in Cleckhuddersfax who release things on Upset The Rhythm a record label based where Nathan Barley is based. So anyhow, this was most definitely their springboard to success, I’m sure they’d agree. Someone should still put out the CDR. Not us though, we’ve lost enough money.

Here is a photo of a character in the band cleckhuddersfax:

“hmmmmm”.

37 – Ships a Going Down – ‘Hank’s Arm, It Ages’. We used to call them Shits Going Brown. We were hilarious. Complete Billy Mahonie worship, but actually not bad with it. They were a three piece, bassman, Rob, always wore a cap. He went through a phase of asking loads of label related questions then he formed a label and was way better at it than us. I think he put out the first Bloc Party single. They also had a fellow called Tim Dellow, who was the guitarist, he was a fanzine writing character who has also climbed up the music industry ladder running a record label and being 10 times more successful than we ever were. Again, I’m sure as they gaze back from their ivory towers this would rank as the highpoint of their career so far.

38 – Trencher – ‘Autopsy’. Grindcore from London. This band will get covered in more detail very soon, I’ve been looking forward to writing about them. Mark is now in Palehorse, Liam is a globe trotting tattooist of some repute. Not sure about bass Trencher, if memory serves he also had a floppy handshake. Towards the end of this tale we will meet one more floppy handshaker, I dread to think what would happen if they met and got involved in a ‘shake off’. Terrifying sci-fi scenes would develop.

This is a Trencher:

It’s called ‘The Ditch Witch’. Which is also a good name for a band.

39 – Lords – ‘Dismount’. From Nottingham, Lords were a Gringo band. Chris was in Reynolds. Elvis was in Aqua Vista and Twinkie. Chris and Phil were in Wolves (Of Greece). Chris is in a shit ton of other bands. Elvis now surfs in Ireland. Phil takes photos of office desks, from what I can gather. Lords were a  ZZ Top / Beefheart inspired affair driven by Elvis’ killer tubthumping. More about these later on. Promise.

And that was the comp. Finished. Finally.

One more slab of cack about the 2MM next, concerning the final all dayer we did, then I’ll not mention it ever again. I swear. I’m as bored of it as you no doubt are.