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Fruit


  • Subject: Fruit
  • From: "Richard" <richard@li...net.au>
  • Date: Wed, 4 Feb 2004 13:22:20 +1100

 I agree with Paul, I think Fruit is a shocker, and along with 
Friendloverplane 2 arguably should not have been released as it devalues 
the body of work overall. I think the band must have been going through 
Ryan Adams syndrome, ie if it exists release it ... never mind if it is 
actually any good or not. None of the available live tracks match the 
actual experience of being there, especially in a mid-size venue like the 
Mean Fiddler with a good sound system. 

Talking of which i didnt think Wierd Shit came out as a cassette until 
'96, but could be wrong. I remember meeting Nora at the Mean Fidder gig in 
94 (the Bop Art re-union show). 

And talking of that show, i remember the old line up met three days before 
the gig for a rehearsal in East London somewhere. We had a few cans during 
the evening, before Gerard and John announced they had to rush to 
Paddington for the last train to Bristol. I put them in my car and sped 
off down the street - the wrong way down a one-way. Blue flashing lights. 
Woops! The boys in blue had a good look at the car and after a while 
basically let me off without a breathalizer, which i may well have been 
close to failing. I was so elated that we could continue i turned to the 
departing policeman and, engaging in a bit of polite banter, said, "So 
which way is it to officer, Paddington?" He took another long hard look at 
me before muttering, gerroutofit!