We (Comic Assault) were asked (by the
Clinic presents) to do some illustrations
in front of bands and poets as part of the Liverpool biennial at a new space in Liverpool, The Cooperative.
It was an early exit from London, 6am on the free bus to Victoria, then a 5 hour coach ride to Liverpool.
The line up for 'the gig' was myself, Charlie and Kyle. As Will and
Colm couldn't make it, we enlisted some back-up guys,
Matt Hay and
Ross Bennett.
The coach was horrible, 5 hours of listening to girls talk about how good a
Topshop is in Liverpool and fake tan. Actually, it was pretty cool.
One of them actually said:
"It was well suriel but real.And I could see her face! But it wasn't her."First stop upon arrival, Cafe Nero.
Then we did some sightseeing around the dock area.
This massive anchor was super cool.
The
Maritime museum is rad, loads of models of ships like the Titanic.
Captain of the Titanic and his
mandems. Only one survived.
This was the venue, yes it is covered in stupid ribbons.
It had a nice art space and a grotty undercover, dive bar, hell zone for us to draw in whilst bands performed.
Free tea and coffee, bless it.
We went on the roof.
We were going to draw on big plastic sheets
in front of the band.
After about an hour we had made this big mess for everyone to see, some people filmed it, hopefully
thatll be online soon.
Then this band played with a girl frolicking all over the floor.
On the way to some club we walked past this intercontinental room.
Next morning we went for a fry-up at Maggie May's.
Then back to the
Marytime Museum for an exhibition about slaves.
Basi killing it in the 010.
These are behind the scenes photo we had taken for Clinic.
The
assotate looks good in the sunlight.
Graffiti in Liverpool is disgusting.
Look how expensive this guitar is! Charlie went in and asked for a go but they denied him.
Kyle was stoked on this zombie doing an alien autopsy.
More sightseeing, in the Tate Liverpool.
Rad - 12" pizza and a beer for £5.
It was kind of like being abroad in a really shit country with good pizza.
The place we stayed was near this nice building.
On the second night we were on at 1am after loads of free booze and some poets.
Vile Kyle.
Night-time rooftop action. Spying on the tarts going into clubs.
Rachel is one of the poets we did drawings on top of.
I forgot the guys name but he made models in the gallery space upstairs, they're cool.
The second nights worked. It was more together than the previous nights.
More colour etc...
I slipped in loads of Earth Pain, SE5, Leicester and guns.
I think someone was taking 'proper photos', maybe someone from Clinic did.
This was at about 3 in the morning and we had to get our coach at 7.45 the next day.
Rockstars.
Kyle really wanted to go to this pub across the road, because of the female attire and the karaoke that was pumping out onto the street.
7.45 in the morn. The 5 hour coach ride back to London.
Thanks to
Clinic for inviting us to do this.
Hopefully we will collaborate more in the future.
