Samenvatting: heeft maanden geduurd voordat ze de testpressing in het bezit hadden, welke vervolgens ook nog zwaar gefucked was. Door alle frustraties hebben ze besloten FIST22 nooit te releasen en de testpressings (op 7 exemplaren na) in de haven van Newcastle te dumpen.
Verder zou ik je een cursus Engels en begrijpend lezen aanraden als dit al te moeilijk voor je is.
Verder zou ik je een cursus Engels en begrijpend lezen aanraden als dit al te moeilijk voor je is.
Uitspraak van Edutainment op maandag 22 januari 2007 om 15:18:Verder zou ik je een cursus Engels en begrijpend lezen aanraden als dit al te moeilijk voor je is.
hoor !
Trouwens, wat ziet die kust van Newcastle er lekker ruig uit zeg . Die moet op m'n lijstje, voor als ik naar Australië ga binnekort.
YOU BASTARDS. You bastards. Side B Track 2.......
What?
Maybe the needle is skipping forward on the record intermittently?
NO.
Maybe the needle is posessed and jumping up and down on the record for a millisecond at a time?
NO.
Maybe this particular copy of the test pressing got fucked in transit?
NO.
Maybe thats the way you originally recorded it without noticing?
NO!!
Maybe no one will notice?
NO.
Maybe it's your needle?
NO!
Well??
It's fucked. There's been a problem with the DAT machine in the cutting room. It obviously didn't read our DAT properly, and has inserted milli-second drop-outs all the way through the last track.
What?
Maybe the needle is skipping forward on the record intermittently?
NO.
Maybe the needle is posessed and jumping up and down on the record for a millisecond at a time?
NO.
Maybe this particular copy of the test pressing got fucked in transit?
NO.
Maybe thats the way you originally recorded it without noticing?
NO!!
Maybe no one will notice?
NO.
Maybe it's your needle?
NO!
Well??
It's fucked. There's been a problem with the DAT machine in the cutting room. It obviously didn't read our DAT properly, and has inserted milli-second drop-outs all the way through the last track.
laatste aanpassing
THERE THEY WERE!!! FIST 22 tests are seen nestling between the new ROTTERDAM record, and the new TRAXTORM record. It's here !! It's HERE!!!! Police were called, champagne was opened, all bets were off. Nervously the 12" was placed on the already rotating turntable. The needle was dropped on the run-in groove of the record....... and...... there it was!! The 1st track of side A blaring out of the office speakers, and ladies and gentlemen it was fucking glorious!! The track rushed by at a thousand miles an hour - hearts were beating so fast that no one noticed the second track had already started. Another pearler! YES! Finally after all this waiting, fucking around and delays - here it was - in all it's newborn glory - FIST 22 test pressings!!!! WOW!! Side A had finished, the record was whipped over, and the needle dropped on the run in of side B - Side B track 1 - OH MY GOD!! - this was the sort of moment that was never meant to end... This was going to be a great release - scenes of people rushing out of various record stores around the globe with their hands covering their ears flashed through the minds of everyone present... Scenes of people calling up their friends and gossiping about how crap FIST 22 was and how Bloody Fist aren't as good as they used to be played over and over again in our heads... The sheer thought of the volume of e-mail that would make its way to our inboxes over the following months, claiming that Bloody Fist had gone downhill and wasn't as good as it used to be, caused erections from one end of the office to the other... - this was what running a fiercely independent industrial hardcore record label was all about! - OH YES! - this was the fucking be-all and end-all of the music industry regardless of what those fuckwitted 50-something rock pigs thought about us - fuck that wrinkled old journalist from the Australian newspaper who baulked at the offer of a 'cup of tea'......... all of that shit didn't matter because -
THIS WAS OUR DEFINING MOMENT OF INVINCIBILITY!!!!!!!......................
and then without warning ............. it happened.
THIS WAS OUR DEFINING MOMENT OF INVINCIBILITY!!!!!!!......................
and then without warning ............. it happened.