Despite critical mockery, public indifference and our own appaling apathy, we've
picked ourselves up, and phoned every church hall and youth club in the land to
find a venue for our next rock'n'roll hoedown.
We've had a couple of stormers at some outdoor festivals, but when London's
premier community centre calls us to play a gig, what choice do we have but
to turn up, straw hanging from mouth, banjos on our backs, chewing tobacco at the ready
and pregnant sisters hidden out of view in the pickup truck cleaning the gun
rack - yeehaw, we're playing ULU (Malet Street WC1).
For those of you not in the know, the ULU is possibly London's greatest rock'n'roll student venue - complete with sticky floors and cheap beer, and as for more reasons to come along, well the list is longer than crazy Uncle Jed's beard and less full of rotten food and small insects.
We're on at 8 and at £4.00 (with flyer) entry is cheaper than a pot of
moonshine - and unlike moonshine, we won't turn you blind.... BUT JUST TO BE SAFE DO NOT LOOK DIRECTLY AT CHRIS' KILT!!!
www.accidentalangels.net - Coz when it comes to begging, we're up there with the best of emm!!
