Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Fuck Week - The Fucking Champs

Detritus TV sends this particular missive from London. We are looking at expanding our operation to branches in Claphat Common and Handstand Heath, both hot spots where the cognoscenti of cool gather to audition to be in the next Razorlight video or to fellate the singer. So in honour of give our branding a grade A global reacharound, the rest of the themed week will hitherto be refered to as Fack Week. You facking caaahhhnnnnnnts. So The Fucking Champs are a bunch of hirsute and not-so-hirsute nerdy riff monsters who play instru-metal combining facemelting fret wankery with super power chords in a feverish monolithic whirligig. I was chatting to them once and they seemed sound but i was acting like a tit and they didn't haul me up on it so that makes me wonder if they are really that sound after all. During our repartee Ian Serviniousiousiousous - the curly haired gadabout from Weird War - came over and tried to sell me some crack. Some of that story is kind of true, and some of it is merely embellished. The Fucking Champs don't do videos so this footage had to be secretly film by a guy at the side of the stage pretending to flick trough an old issue of Wire magazine, that actually contained a hidden camera. Beat that Bond!



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1 comment:

CiarĂ¡n Ryan said...

ah, the Champs, never has it been so right for a band to love thin lizzy so much