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Welcome to The Website of Far-Cue.I’d just like to extend a big thank you to the people that keep hitting this site. Check this out; It’s from our forthcoming DVD, Live At The Wunderbar. Directed, edited, engineered and produced by Steve The Wurzel. Some Gilly Goodness; Merry Xmas Everyone; Thanks to all that came to Bath, it was a rather good time wasnt it? When the walls are sweating, you know it was a great gig. A million hugs and thanks to Lee Setback for putting us on, and to Mr. Zippy and The Setbacks themselves for being great. First of all, there are some nay-sayers out there. Know-it-alls. Those that engage the mouth before the brain. Those that think their own business they shouldn’t mind. To any and all that fob off the previous gig, or the next one on Saturday as merely another ’ last gig ’ by Far-Cue, let me be the bearer of the bad news. On this web site, and indeed in person, you the punter have the huge and enviable luxury of being told one thing; the truth. We are not Elton John, this is not a pathetic attempt at publicity because lets face it, who the fuck is listening? If we think that these will be the last gigs for a while then they will be. No-one, and that goes for the people in Far-Cue, know what’s going to happen, we can only tell you what IS happening now. And that is, due to work commitments, family commitments and our good friend Bill, the band can find no space to fit in rehearsals. This means there is no opportunity to write new material, which means you get bored and we get bored. Simple as. Now, we could carry on milking it, banging out the usual bollox with a happy grin and the right attitude, but it’d be a lie. We wouldnt be enjoying it, yet we’d be making out like we were. Again you see? You have the truth you lucky people. If you want to see a bunch of idiots pretending they’re enjoying themselves, go and watch any number of dumb ass emo/screamo/anythingyoulikethatendsinmo bands as they whizz by on the bandwagon. As far as last gigs go, The Wunderbar was a great place to do one. Arriving at our customary time of fucking late, the place got very busy indeed and a HUGE thanks to any and all that made the trek from where ever the hell you did. A mention must go to Brad and Spence though, for coming up from Bodmin for it. Throughout the day, myself, Guy and Badger were exchanging messages of the ’ How many songs do you remember? ’ ’ 3 ’ ’ Thats 3 more than me then ’ variety. I think its fair to say we were very nervous, having not played together since the second week of January. An old set list was found, and we decided to go on early in case we needed to run through a song more than once to get it right. As it goes, we only really fucked one song up, Bananas, the oldest song in the set. We even played 500 miles, now you MUST believe it felt like the last one if we were gonna bang that one out. Must also say much respect and the best of luck to the chap who popped the question to his good lady on stage that night. I dont know how many marriage proposals have taken place in the Wunderbar, but we’ve certainly never had one at a Far-Cue gig so we felt honoured. Sometimes the less you do something the more you find that you simply dont want to. For a while i loved having my Friday and Saturday nights to myself, and now it becomes apparent that i was taking the opportunity to gig as something that was in the way. I’d forgotten how to get excited about playing, and definitely forgotten how to look forward to the next song on the set. Thursday changed that, and i found a new appreciation for the songs, and the way we play them. They say a change is as good as a rest, in this case a rest was as good as a change. Id even missed the aching limbs and ringing ears the day after. It was important then, to have the time between January and Thursday, or i might have been playing thinking ’ Thank God i wont have to hear this song again ’, rather than enjoying the song as we were playing it. And i REALLY enjoyed the songs on Thursday. This Saturday sees us at The Hobgoblin in Bath with Mr. Zippy and The Setbacks. Its a small place, and if enough of you come along it’ll be nice and loud and sweaty. Its Trailer Park Trash’s 9th birthday party too, so if you’ve ever been to a TPT gig and enjoyed it, it’s only fair you should help Lee celebrate the fact. Not really sure how to start, thats never happened before. Okay here goes..... Of late, the members of Far-Cue have become a tad bored, tedium has set in, and the thing is we know you guys have felt it too. We can’t go on playing the same old stuff in the same old places to you, the same old people. It just isnt fair. To that end, we have all agreed that the two gigs we have booked in March will be the last two for a while. The band will be on a hiatus until further notice. It will be a great way to bow out, playing the Trailer Park Trash 9th birthday party, so i hope a lot of you can make it. I know we’ve split before, i know you’ve heard it all before, but this is the first time we’ve made the decision clean and sober and still talking to each other. It was a move made with clear, calm minds, so it’s not the same as the other times. I dont know whats going to happen, i know that we’ll miss it all but probably not as much as we should. Far-Cue thank you all for your support over the last twelve years, it’s been emotional. No doubt people assumed the worst. What with the rains and everything, the ’ joke ’ was it was no longer Bradford ON Avon, more like Bradford UNDER Avon. Yeah, a ha ha ha. The sad truth is it was nothing like. So we could blame the weather for the poor turn out. Or post-Xmas blues. Or any number of factors. Doesnt change things now. Im pissed off that people don’t appreciate what goes on under their noses. Moaning on about the lack of things to do, and how there’s no ’ scene ’ around anymore, then sit at home playing mind-numbing video games, watching 47 channels of fucking repeats on a screen big enough to house a small family. Typical message through Myspace - ’ Why dont you play here? ’ To which i reply ’ Whats the fucking point? ’ So my apologies to Nick and all at the Black Cat for a poor show. I hope we can play again and hopefully people will get off their ass. Looking at the black book, there’s no gig now until March 20th. So that renders this site quiet for a while doesnt it? Keep checking back though, you never know what might come in. So this Friday is our first gig this year, and it should be a good one. Now then. Enough of that. There’s is some news to report. Its of a rather tragic nature. Hope youre sitting down. There’s no easy way to type this im just gonna bang it down. Basically...... The Vic Bars in Newquay has closed its doors. Or at least, its going to by the end of the month. It may sound trivial, or without serious consequence, but i assure you all three members of Far-Cue are deeply upset at this development. The Vic was always a good gig for us, even the bad ones, and the whole weekend.......that whole getting away thing, was sometimes just the fucking ticket from the banal activities some folk label ’ life ’. Luck and laudation to Dave and Jules with whatever they move onto next. There will never be another like The Vic Bars, its walls echo with the sounds of a thousand bands. If they knock it down, im gonna drive down and rescue a brick from the rubble. Im not sure of the reason for the closure, could be the smoking ban, although to be fair they’d been threatening to close for years. We’ll miss the crack, we’ll miss the Jack Johnson cafe in the morning ( will we though? ), and we’ll miss the people down there who made the effort for the band. As me and Guy talked about tonight, there might be another venue down there for us, but it wont be the same and shouldnt be compared. Im very pleased to inform y’all that i can confirm some of the other bands playing with us on the 18th. Firstly i can reveal it’s the mighty Battlewitch, which is a treat for any and all that sport a talisman. And secondly, it’s the band that will blow us away, The Bolshevicks. And if i’ve spelt that wrong, accept my deepest and sincere appy polly logies you Bolshies. By looking at this site, i noticed i hadnt updated in a while. So lets start with the Crown gig; It was pretty poor. People keep saying ’ Its the smoking ban ’. Well, attendance wasnt the problem. It wasnt as busy as last time but there were still a good few there. The problem was, and remains, the lack of reaction after a song. Surely if theres a smoking ban in pubs, its one less thing you could have in your hands. In fact, if your drink is set down at a table it means your hands are free. Free to clap. Or, if you’re a smart guy, you could put two fingers in your mouth and let loose one of those awful, way too loud, ear piercing whistles that i detest so much. Either way, its a reaction, and thats what we’re after. There was no such fear of that in Bath, where we played the Porter Butt. An awesome gig, and many thanks to the promoters for a good one. Doctor Nut opened, and that was the crime of the night. Im not saying the other bands were bad, im just saying Doctor Nut were better. Of course this is all down to my personal taste and is by no means representive of the other members of Far-Cue. And so on to Bridport. Its been ages since we played there, and instead of a glorious, ticker tape, trail blazing return to the Hope and Anchor, we instead played in The Ropemakers. Looking at the boards outside, Jon is trying to turn the Ropemakers into a splendid music pub and good on him for that. We need it. It was the strangest place to play, not least because as we walked in we noticed an alarming amount of people hanging around and inside the toilets, most of them attached to each other with cable ties and gaffer tape. Never got to the bottom of that, but im sure that the fashion will take off. In fact why not beat your friends to it? Try it now and remember, people laughed at punks when they first materialised. Please remember to find a friend you’re comfortable being strapped to, and if you’re a bloke, try and find one who has a smaller penis than you since you’ll be attending toilets together. For me, that might be a problem. Have to say though, of the last four or five gigs, Bridport was the best reaction. There was spilled beer, people on mic’s, lots of back slapping and good to have you backs, it made us feel fuzzy inside. There was even vomit on the pavement on the way out. Kind of ticks all the boxes dont it? We’re booked in there again, so to all the old regulars of the Hope and Anchor, why not drop the shit and come along next time? And so to the Nose. What do i say about this one chaps? Hard bloody work thats what. I do so love the sound of pins dropping after songs. It has an almost percussive effect. Especially on the carpet. I think, and feel free to agree with me on this.......I think the problem is familiarity. We’re like part of the fucking wallpaper over there. And at a few other places. Next year requires a re-think. If something stops being fun, either for audience or band, it stops being. We still love playing, but we dont love playing just for money. It has to be about the crack too. Or Heroin, we’re not fussy. Maybe we’ll be more selective. We’ll play less and grow fat and obnoxious. Rather than just obnoxious. Our first gig in 2008 is a place we havent milked yet. The Black Cat in Bradford On Avon. I’ll let you know the line up as soon as i know it, but im sure Nick will secure a good one. I dont want to hear that you’re all skint after the festive season, im skint the whole year round but i’ll still make it. Aside from that, Doctor Nut and Far-Cue will be putting on a gig somewhere in February. Somewhere in the Norton area. More details as and when. Have a good new year one and all. Myspace account: www.myspace.com/farcue Any comments please to steve@farcue.co.uk
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