Unbend my back

Three dates in three or so weeks and I feel like I could never go on tour again; touring used to grant me muscle pain of the highest order and now one-off dates do the same. I think it’s called getting old. Fuck getting old anyway, let’s just plod on. People to thank: Monarch!, Matt, Matt, Thread, Fresh Milk, Barn, Oli, Gareth, Claire, Sam, Slabdragger, Paul, Adam, Spider Kitten, Pombagira. Probably more, sorry.

We are going to try and finish writing our semi-written set now. Bear with us, listen to Blue Water White Death.

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