so the day had come of Mavis’ 40th and The Tantrum Records bash at The Globe

Sicknote headed down early and spirits were low, after a difficult winter and a series of shit gigs, all skint and struggling.
We sipped on a few free bevvy’s, sucked on a few rollies and played our favourite game ‘You Think You’ve Got It Bad’ – Which involves us taking it in turns to explain how bad our situations / how messed up our lives are.. starting each rant with the afore mentioned ‘you think you’ve got it bad’…

The doors opened and people flooded in…
The Nukes kicked things off with their shouty grungy punk and set the vibe for a mental evening.

The place rammed out pretty early on and by 9pm we were pretty much at capacity…

Next up it was birthday boy Mavis and the lovely Doz, the duo known as Clay Statues, who slaughtered the place with their DFA79 style attack, so much anger, energy, aggression, fun and owning the room… i fucking love it.
During their set, their friend Eggy threw a bog roll at them and was turfed out by a meat head bouncer. Towering at 7’4″, with a demented glint in his eye and all bald except one ginger pube sticking from his shiny scalp, the steroid ridden oaf lobbed poor Eggy on to the street.

As Henrys Funeral Shoe kicked the shit out of the soundsystem and had 100’s of people getting down to their shit kicking blues, we were outside trying to get Eggy back in. I mean… a bog roll?

Eggy: Armed and Dangerous

After half an hour of hundreds of people complaining and us being told we cannot undermine the bouncers i squawked into the managers face “ITS A FUCKING BOG ROLL!!! LET THE FUCKER BACK IN, OR SICKNOTE DONT PLAY AND WE TAKE EVERYONE WITH US”.

within 5 minutes Eggy was back in and Sicknote took to the stage. All a bit nervy, due to most of the gigs this year being shit, and following 3 intense performances from the other acts.

Doghouse announced that no one was allowed on stage except for Eggy and we slammed in with Inbred favourite ‘Gimme Dat Harp!

The place went nuts.

Spot Steve Sub & Dickie Balboa letting off!

We were joined on stage by Madame Boobsock and Auntie Septic, who haven’t made an appearance since Totaal Festival in Holland last summer. Another visitor to the stage was local artist / hornmeister Penny. She invaded the stage during ‘Sermon on the Mount‘, flying inbetween Dr Conker’s legs on her knees with her tits out. The Dr simulated various disgusting sex acts with her and the crowd stopped dancing and looked completely bemused. Why, oh why? We just don’t know. Mavis’ mum nearly fell off the balcony. And the management came over and pulled the plug, exclaiming that the neighbours were outside screaming, and if we played another song it was likely they would lose their license.

People screamed for more, but that was it. The plug was pulled.

drop us a comment below if you were there…

Keith Flint vs Dr Conker
Sicknote REMIX competition!!!




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