Also happy with Scarecrow, despite their blurb:
So, we haven't played as a band for a year. Not even a practice. We have closed and abandoned our rehearsal room. Our van is gathering moss on a driveway. We have 2 new members who we have never played with. One of them was our main stagehand. We have not replaced that position. Basically, Evil Scarecrow, are, in reality, unconscious in stasis, floating through the void of space until we clear the disease-ridden Van Allen radiation belt. Along comes the good ship Bloodstock, who nudges us awake to see if we will come and play with them. “No", we mumble. "No band yet". “More sleep”. They return with a cup of tea and a bacon sandwich. “It’s headlining the Sophie Stage” they whisper.
So, we have sprung back into life! We are dusting off our props and may even have a band practice or two. So, if you want to see the most shambolic, unpracticed, unprepared Evil Scarecrow show ever, then join us! We can’t promise our usual super-polished -ahem- performance. But we promise to bring the biggest, messiest, stupidest party yet.
Maybe they'll get to use their new set backing this time, since wind will be less of a factor.
"I don't always go to clubs... but when I do, I enter through the ladies room"
~ Adam Jenson