Finally Saw A Band
Hey there all,
Yes I broke my band watching drought!
I was on my way to see my friend Andrew play with his surf band, ‘The Gamma Rays’, (Moler’s drummer lets out all his surf rolls in this band) at the Duke of Windsor Hotel, thinking that I wouldn’t make it in time to see my other friend’s band play, ‘Dan Matsuma’, who I really wanted to check out. When we got to the Duke, the Gamma Ray’s Go Go Girl, Elle, turned up but there were no other members of the band to be seen. Andrew checked the board, doh, wrong venue, they were meant to play at the Town Hall. So back in the car, Andrew drops me off at the Punters Club so I could see Dan Matsuma afterall. I am so glad I made it time! What a great band. I was so excited I wanted to write an update right away!
Basically they are a noise band but better than any noise band I’ve ever seen before and this is only the 2nd time they’ve played. Dan Matsuma is Japanese for ‘screaming death agony’ or ‘the last sound you make before dying a violent horrible death’. It kinda describes the music quite well but to me it doesn’t sound to bad to die that way! There’s James Velvet on guitar, John Satan on bass, well half bass half guitar…he has 2 bass strings and I think two guitar strings on one guitar, there’s John on drums, oh who calls himself Wolf Tickets, (he used to play guitar in ‘The Hungry Ghosts’ who are no more I think -alas) he plays the drums with mallets sort of Velvet Underground style and the lovely Kimiko, Japanese goddess, howling on vocals wearing a black PVC cat suit with red platform shoes looking so ultra cool. The best thing about them is that they make it all up on the spot, totally free form but it sounds so good. James tells me that they have already been offered a record deal! Can you believe it? They have a web site so check it out and drop them a line, tell ‘em Helcat sent ya!
http://members.optusnet.com.au/~danmatsuma
Hey, I’ve been trying to grow my hair long but as I was telling my friend Tim in California, the long hair gave me fur balls, I really am a cat! You see I can’t pash without getting hair stuck in my mouth… so annoying…god knows how much I’ve swallowed! So a few nights ago, I got the black dye out, and the scissors, splattered the bathroom and hacked away…I nearly regretted it but I got dressed up in my best dog collar and wowed them at the Dalton Bar. I had a few drinks at whilst checking out ‘Hyperstatic’, my friend’s band from Hong Kong. The haircut must have been a success afterall cos one guy attempted to pick me up. He asked me, “where did you get that collar?”, I told him, “the supermarket love”. He then tried to impress me by telling me how many Sex Pistols vinyl’s he had at home! eeerrggghhh. Then three different so called rock stars walked in who I don’t particularly like, I gave them a big smile and asked “what brings you pets here?” and walked off before making any more shallow conversation. I couldn’t believe it, those 3 bands hanging out together in a seedy pub, how dare they go to the same place as me. I think I scared them off cos they promptly left…this girl (one of the rock stars, whose names I won’t mention) also has the same haircut as ME and that Natalie Imbruglia…but I’m sticking with the ‘do so THEY can change since they are probably way more narcissistic than me and will no doubt change with fashion!! You know in some mag they even had the nerve to print MY photo and put HER name under it!!!! God that makes me mad…especially cos SHE sucks and won the f**g award that I was nominated for cos she’s on a BIG record label that pays for them to go the f***g states…..ahhhhh venting is good! anyway, the hair crisis…..then my friend Elle (the go go surf grrrl) is staring at me all night and I wonder what for? Should I go and talk to her…eventually I do and finally she comes out with it, “Helen you are sooooo beautiful!” and I think, I knew there was a reason why I cut my hair! It just works! It’s so nice to get compliments from other grrrls especially when you know there’s no pick line intended. She’s a cutie too. Well, I’ve been thinking about taking up Tim’s advice and putting yellow stripes through my hair! Maybe that could be the answer to the self identity problems. But how to bleach out the black, that is the question.
Hey great news, after two horrid months of winter public transpot catching, I found my car. The poor thing was not far away at all. (Don’t ya hate that) It’s window was smashed, the ignition barrel was ripped out, the battery is flat, a few minor dints around the smashed window, but the worst thing was finding used syringes and swabs, yuk, yuk, yuk! Andrew towed it to my house today where it will have to wait until my bank balance gets big enough to fix it. At least I got it back without too much damage huh! Wow Well, well, well, the Polecat has turned up! Now I’ve gotta get back to the Moler tunes, no rest for the wicked!
Catch ya real soon
love
helcat
xxxxx
fur balls and all
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