Bunnygrunt Does the U.K.: A Chronicle of the Bunnyham Palace Tour
When Bunnygrunt went over to the UK last month, I convinced singer/regular A to Z commenter Matt Harnish to keep a tour diary for me of all of the band's goings-on. He obliged; below are his thoughts on what was dubbed the Bunnyham Palace '07 Tour.
Bunnygrunt is playing tonight at Mangia with the Sex Robots. Harnish had this to say about the show, via MySpace:
This show will mark the official debut of our new slow jam, "Where Eagles Dare Pt 2," as well as our cover of the Television Personalities "The Man Who Paints The Rainbows," which will be appearing next year on a TVPs tribute cd.
This show is also the official US release of the "1000% Hot" EP, which was put out by the awesome folks at WeePop Records. This is a super limited edition 3" cd-r with 4 new songs. Only 120 released worldwide, so ya snooze ya lose.
As you read, please feel free to listen to track one from the EP. I didn't have a title, so perhaps Matt can fill y'all in.
THE BUNNYHAM PALACE '07 TOUR, starring Matt Harnish, Karen Ried, Mario Viele, and Eric Von Damage as Bunnygrunt, and Sara Oberst as A-No. 1 roadie.
Day One: Driving on the wrong side of the road in the wrong side of the car is way easier than I expected. After flying into London, we headed up to Manchester for our first show. Would it have made more sense to have scheduled a jet-lag recovery day instead of a 4 hour drive and a show on zero sleep? Maybe. Before the show we eat fish'n'chips at a dirty place with unidentifiable booger-type splotches on the walls. Then we follow a trail of blood in the street. We're beginning to realize what a dirty dirty place England is. The show's great!
Day Two: We get lost leaving Manchester & lost entering Birmingham. England isn't big on some things we take for granted, like streets having the same name from block to block. This was the last show I booked and the only one where I didn't know anyone involved in setting up the show ahead of time. The venue was great! The other bands, the promoter, the crowd? Not so much. On the plus side, Karen sees more mysterious street blood.
Day Three: Monkey Chews! The venue in London is called Monkey Chews! Mario has been saying "monkey chews" for weeks in anticipation of this, and Monkey Chews does not disappoint. Monkey Chews! We play with semi-legendary Sarah Records band Strawberry Story, who are playing their first London show in 15 years. This brings tons of old weird pop fans out of the woodwork, in addition to the current crop of twee rockers, resulting in a sold-out show. Tonight also marks the release of of our limited edition UK Tour EP, a 3" cd-r on London based WeePop Records. The show's great and we're called back for multiple encores. Then, when we're loading out, I almost step in a little pool of blood in the stairwell. Monkey Chews!
Day Four: We kick around London for as long as we can, then set out for Nottingham. The thing about tour is that you go a lot of places but you rarely get to see anything. You get to walk around a little, you eat somewhere, then back in the van (or, in our case, back in the Vauxhall station wagon). Nottingham is the most confusing city yet. We literally drove past the venue and turned around to park, then got lost for 45 minutes. The show's great, though, and we play with my favorite band of the tour, London's the Cut-Outs, for the second night in a row. The only worry arises when the guy we were going to stay with passes out drunk & disappears two bands into the night. Luckily, Cut-Out Paul's parents live in Nottingham and he invites us to stay. Paul's Dad, John, aka Huckleberry, is a hoot and Paul, Mario, and Hucky stay up all night drinking, telling jokes, and watching British cop shows.
Day Five: If you only get a chance to do one tourist-y thing while in England, may I recommend a castle? Man, castles are cool! When you're standing inside of one, it's hard to think anything other than "Man, I am totally in a castle."
Day Six: We celebrate the previous night's great show and our last full day in England by getting English breakfast, which is eggs-bacon-sausage-beans-tomato-fried bread. How are British people not all big fat-asses? We drive through beautiful country-side to Cambridge, then split up to wander around. Sara & I stroll the canal, Mario & Karen visit some cows, and Eric plays some snooker with the locals. Cambridge is the Britsh-est place we've been, as everything is quaint and charming and everyone is over-educated and over-clever. The kind of place you're just not gonna find blood in the streets. After the show (which is great!), we're challenged to competitive karaoke by the band we're staying with, the Roadside Poppies. Every drop of alcohol in the house gets drunk and the last thing Mario says he remembers is trying to swallow a microphone during "Material Girl." Monkey Chews!