Avert your eyes, dear reader
29th July 2004
Gasp! This post is a little on the frisky side - it contains photos of nudity and wild abandon. It’s taken me 48 hours to write this short review. I’m afraid spending time with sleaze-meisters Gobsausage can leave one a little blurred around the edges.

Fresh from entertaining the good folks at Glastonbury’s Lost Vagueness fields, the gang travelled up to Nottingham to shock the shit out of the Speakers Push The Air crowd, at the request of my esteemed friend and fan of all things “dirty”, Mr.Tebbutt. Young spotty students and the assembled voyeurs have never had it as good as this. Here’s everything I’m prepared to tell you about the evening…
Please be aware that I was not in some cockroach-infested strip-club, or similar den of iniquity. This was a legitimate, perfectly above-board music gig organised by upstanding members of our society, taking place in a proper venue. Just thought I'd clear that up. Right then, for those of you who have not yet drowned in a wave of Gobsausage spectacularism, here's a basic overview of what you'll get if your paths do cross:
"... a welcome note of sleaze... Tuesday sees the Nottingham debut of Gobsausage's lascivious live show. This features naked girls, gimp-masked men and cowboy hats - not to mention some fine electro music. Support comes from the (almost) equally outrageous Blitters... who combine pumping bass with a frontman who smears himself in paint." Guardian Guide
"...it'll be shocking the faint-hearted of Notts... Some of the best electro music we've heard in the best part of forever." Nottingham Evening Post
Yep. Gobsausage - sights and sounds so extraordinary that I nearly spilled my pint. Six or seven of them up there - I can't remember exactly. They've even got a single out, namely Better Start Hitching, Baby. You could call it electroclash. You could call it burlesque. Call it what you like - it's still gonna kick you in the nuts.

Support came from Colchester tin-foil-wearing silence-botherers The Blitters. Very brash, skewed electronics, and lots of paint. At least he put a sheet down first. If the assembled good folk of Nottingham were scared of that, which they were, it was no surprise to see the whole audience recoil in amazement and fright as Gobsausage took to The Social's tiny stage. Pity the poor chap who tried to get too close and received the smart "thwack" of a stiletto to his trouser-animals. Ah, the crowd always get more for their money at Speakers gigs.

Only on-stage for around twenty minutes, Gobsausage probably get worn out after all the frugging and shouting. It's twenty minutes I might never have had, but twenty minutes I got, and twenty minutes I'll never forget. Nipple tape, stockings, suspenders, pink knickers, high-heels, red spandex trewsers - oh it's gonna be boring next time I go see a band.
So, you may be thinking that off-stage the Gobsausage gang might be thoroughly unpleasant, disagreeable angsty maniacs. Thankfully, they're a lovely bunch of people, and we all got on like a house on fire. They even forgave us for taking them to the worst bar in Nottingham after the gig. Well, when your thirsty and there's only one place open...
Like I said, that's all you're getting. I don't want to take your mind off your work. Keep an eye on Speakers Push The Air site for a forthcoming, potentially more detailed review, and more vibrant debauchery from after-hours Nottingham. The diet of CSS and PHP coding will be back on the menu next time around. I hope this has been an entertaining diversion from the norm. It certainly was for me.
Thanks to Jamie Craven for the images, and Nick for going to all the trouble. Good lads.
Simon Collison published this on 29/07/04, at 6:28 AM
Comments
What’s wrong with you people? Do you only comment on code?
The breast tags are open for God’s sake!
30/07 at 04:11 from Soft Alan
Ha-ha! Soft Alan. Welcome…
Maybe everyone is off out trying to get tickets to forthcoming Gobsausage shows...if they know what’s good for ‘em.
Incidentally, I find it very amusing that Google AdWords is refusing to display anything apart from the default holding adverts on this article. Did I use too many inappropriate words? Sorry Google.
30/07 at 04:23 from Simon Collison
What’s the css code for the image? :D
PS:nice post. ;)
30/07 at 12:04 from Le Cactus
Phew, at least I didn’t miss anything then...!
31/07 at 08:55 from Simon Snorkeller
Apparantly it’s true, most design bloggers will only comment on ‘safe’ topics, like design. I for one though, am not scared of naked boobies. Actually this band remind me of ‘Rockbitch’. Remember them? I think they even stripped off on ‘The word’ once.
31/07 at 14:19 from Jim Amos
Jim, I’d like to think this will be the first of many such ‘booby’ posts. I guess that means I’ll probably have to go see Gobsausage again. I often wonder how many well-known bloggers daren’t stray too far from design topics. Seems most are fairly happy to touch upon music and film (and often decorating), but it’s not that often we get anything more revealing. I for one will always mix in this kind of stuff. When I look back at my blog archive in 2020, I don’t wanna see 100% geek - I’ll want a reminder of where I was and what I was doing. I expect many bloggers are worried about offending or alienating their audience. That said, there are plenty of things I don’t blog about. A man needs some privacy…
Snorkeller - you were missed. You can look forward to the full details on your return. Maybe you’ll come see Gobsausage in that London mid-August…
Cactus: the css for which image? Let me know and I’ll share…
31/07 at 14:30 from Simon Collison
Well I always thought we southerners were missing something. I am all in favour of nekked wimmin. In an artistic context of course. :)
01/08 at 12:18 from Root
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