Mik's just sublime. My main man Pete PAMF plays in the band on occasion, the side show stages at the major festivals and the party nights at Whelan's. The Republic Of Loose was another deadly little local project, not sure if they're still going, but they put on a great show.
We did a club night back in the early 90s we called 'Cosmic Slop' at The Rock Garden. We had DJ Speedy flipping on the decks and I designed a stage set for the band based on U2's global tour with the Zoo TV album. I had five television sets of which only one worked properly so I used that one to tune into static. Another had a candle inside behind the glass and another a kettle inside that was left boiling with the steam rising. Another had a pot plant (actual pot, that is) and the fifth one was for smashing at the end of the show.
Instead of your usual rock star type staging I sat the uilleann pipes player on a love-seat with a table in front of him featuring his bong and some other bits and pieces. The bassist wore a full black ninja suit with just his eyes showing. I was body-painted and set my rig to stage left to keep the centre stage area clear for the more mobile players. I did a piss-take on U2's Wavin pipes logo using standard bathroom plastic plumbing pipes and corner pieces, then sprayed it brown and yellow here and there to look like actual used manky dirty toilet piping.
Everything you saw on the stage was put there deliberately, the standing lamps, a window frame with a plastic tree behind it, a table on stage right set like a Dublin family's dinner table: tomato ketchup, a pint of milk, Lyon's tea in a rusty old tea-pot, cream crackers, ash trays with burning cigarettes, a folded newspaper, etc. We even had a washing line with pegs holding up male and female underwear, socks, a shirt, etc. It was quite surreal all told but also great fun to see the reactions we got. We'd invite pals up onto the stage to roll a spliff or two at the table, looking out at their friends laughing and dancing.
Great times in Dublin - back then you had cool shows and gigs pretty much every night of the week, so if you wanted a decent crowd you had to have something different for them. Slop TV was a roaring success with the art college set, the Trinity set, and oddly enough the veterinarian set too. We'd played their lecture hall along the Merrion Row opposite the American embassy in Ballsbridge. They booked us for the Trinity Ball - the 400th anniversary Ball which we played at 0600 with a thirteen piece band for a fee of exactly £1.00.
One punt - strictly for insurance purposes. We were given three AAA passes instead of thirteen, so earlier in the day I went to the copy shop along Sth Gt. George's St where I knew the owner who turned a blind eye and I scanned in the AAA and reprinted around fifteen or twenty of them. The excess ones we sold at the gate for twice the price of a regular ticket. The proceeds spent on MDMA, which I foolishly took at around midnight thinking all would be well by dawn. Biggest mistake ever: I was seeing multiple drumsticks in front of my face and trying to stay focused when I was really fucking out of it. I had to do a photo shoot the next morning at 1000 with Brian, the bassist with Kila (he stood in for the Trinity gig) for Jardin A La Mode, a french fashion magazine who were doing an editorial for wool-wear by Paul Smith. We were still rattled when we started the shoot down in Ringsend on a little cobbled street lined with tiny houses.
When I saw the state I was in in the polaroids, I was mortified - so was Brian.
When the shoot was finished we hit the pub for the hair of the dog.
I think I slept for two or three days after all that.
Never got to see the finished editorial either.
Probably just as well, eh.