Fever Fever

GLASTONBURRRRRRRY

2011-07-13T11:37:00.000-07:00

So we got asked to play the BBC Introducing Stage at this years Glastonbury festival, so we thought we’d better to it. Cue tears of overwhelming joy and anxiety.

We got the coach down to the festival site which was STRESS. FUL. So when we got to Glastonbury we indulged in some retail therapy. Rosie bought a tshirt with owls on. Hooters for her hooters:::

Smit isn’t one for shopping so he scarpered.

While he was gone we found this and it was one of the most thrilling moments of our lives…as this photo aptly demonstrates:::

You can’t see clearly as we only took disposable cameras, but that is our band name on that massive poster covered in shit. Honest.

A little later on we felt a huge sigh of relief as we found Smit wandering around in the Green Fields:::

It was lucky we found him when we did as soon it was time to play. We got ourselves geared up backstage. Nerves were rife:::

The tension was not helped by the fact we were hanging out with some right weirdos backstage:::

Rosie had to take some homeopathic remedies and felt much MUCH better:::

She also took a minute to check all her equipment was working. She was confident it was:::

And yet when it came to crunch time, the equipment got the willies more than we did:::

Turns out the stage hands at Glastonbury are the nicest ever and all the issues were soon ironed out and it was time to play.

IT WAS IMMENSE:::

http://www.bbc.co.uk/music/festivals/glastonbury/2011/artists/feverfever/

So good in fact we indulged in some totally hot (totally legal) graffiti:::

To celebrate playing the best freakin’ festival EVERRR we got crunk drunk:::

Then went for a relaxing two hour walk up to the Stone Circle, but it was totally worth it:::

The last day of the festival was HOT. Some would say too hot:::

But Smit seemed to have no qualms with getting down with his bad self in the heat:::

Rosie was so thrilled she donned some pastels:::

We also got invited to do an interview on the legendary Worthy FM. We were all so excited, but their excitement waned when they realised that we were turning up and not Diva Fever.

One can see how they would get confused:::

Totally get why they were disappointed… It’s ok though, we were casual, breezy and professional and managed to saved face:::

While we were at Glastonbury we bore witness to some truly amazing things, and for these we will be forever grateful:::

(let it be known I did not take the above photo, although I did encourage it)

(the same applies to this one, except I both encourage it and took it)

SO that was our weekend in a nutshell!

The fields need a rest an so do we.

NEWBLOGGITYBLOGBLOGBLOOG.

2011-02-04T10:03:00.000-08:00

Hey Sistas. Been a while since the last blog. So I dug up some moving pictures, frozen in time, for you. Stop. Look. Listen.

YOU'RE WELCOME:::

Also, here are some delicious photos of the day we realised Rosie's ACTUAL THUMB IS A COCKTAIL SAUSAGE. Watch the magic unfold:::

You are so freakin' lucky. I wish I was looking at this for the first time.

In other news Smit has had a haircut. His first since 1996.

This inspired Rosie to take on the near impossible task of counting all of the hairs on her head.

Ellie has remained largely the same. Neutral.

BUT there is exciting news to come about recording and gigs and what not, so keep your peepers peeled my juicy bowl of sugarplums.

THE BLOODLESS EP TOUR: Part Six

2010-12-05T09:53:00.000-08:00

We woke up having not gone to sleep and went for a truly horrifying breakfast:::

I think at this point death would have been a blessing:::

The the final straw:::

We were however pulled back from the point of no return by this:::

THANK GOD we found a wig shop. Smit had started to get the shakes. Needless to say we bought our fresh lace wigs HERE...

...6 smooth and enjoyable hours later in the van we arrived in Walsall. We couldn't believe our luck:::

Our spirits were soon cheered by the arrival of the Bethan 'best-heighted-person-to-hug-in-the-world' McKnight... AND she brought us homemade bakes:::

WOW:::

OH WAAAAOW:::

We were pretty tired. Rosie sailed away to Hushabye Mountain:::

She got there in the arms of a flightless grey-winged bird.:::

This was definitely the best night of the tour*.

Morning Hair:

Shower Hair:

*LIE

THE BLOODLESS EP TOUR: Part Five

2010-11-17T07:15:00.000-08:00

Thursday brought us to the big smoke. But first we enjoyed a power nap:::

Suddenly Smit had to take an urgent call:::

It was OK though, it was just Willy Wonka calling to warn him about the pubes in his sweets:::

Finally we arrived, full of beans, at XFM in time to do our live session:::

In our family portrait we look pretty happy

Lets play pretend, let's act like it comes naturally

I don't wanna have to split the holidays

I don't want two addresses

I don't want a step brother anyways

And I don't want my mom to have to change her last name:::

Smit ran away pretty soon after that photo was taken. We looked for him everywhere and eventually found him hiding in this tiny box:::

Rosie's mouth got cold because she left it open too long. It had to quickly put its coat on:::

When our beady eyes clocked this gem, we CRIED*:::

We all reached the speedy conclusion that we had embarrassed ourselves long enough and busted a groove. When we got back in the van to drive to Brixton Helen seemed different somehow, distracted:::

Smit thought he smelled something fishy:::

But Helen insisted she was alright so we trundled on to the Windmill. This is one of our most favourite places in the world. We played with the wonderful Local Girls:::

And the gorgeous Something Beginning With L:::

The gig was as hotter than the hottest quiche you have tasted and after we had had our fill of Lorraine we went back to lovely Jen and Johns hoose from SBL. Whilst we were there we all had to squeeze on one sofa. Thats just the way it is:::

(Ellie had been slipped some moonshine)

Marble Arch. That's right mother:::

For much of the evening, Rosie and JenFuse looked smug in the kitchen. When Jen drinks wine she HAS to stand at a right angle. Thats just the way it is:::

We discussed the importance of being earnest:::

and Ellie and Smit got married:::

But then quickly divorced after Smit witnessed this display:::

I feel there's not really anything left to say anymore other than SHOW US YOUR SWANS:::

Morning Hair:::

Shower Hair:::

None of us washed on this day.

*IN OUR PANTS.

THE BLOODLESS EP TOUR: Part Four

2010-10-31T11:47:00.000-07:00

So Birmingham started in Chile with the gripping tale of the Chilean miners excavation.
Sure:::

At the end of that rousing (day long) tale and after we'd managed to pull Smit back from the edge of his seat we trundled down the road to the pretty fancy Hare and Hounds pub where we lay our scene.

After some over zealous gear shifting, Helen was finding it hard to sit down properly:::

We had a slap-up crisp dinner:::

And found our Norwich friend Mat Riviere lurking behind some small dogs:::

During soundcheck Ellie found a cable that wasn't coiled right. She had a heart attack:::

And died:::

We immediately replaced her with Fearne Cotton:::

She soon became annoying so Rosie called her friends on the Olympic Committee y'all:::

The prescribed a rousing rendition of 'Hero' by the late, great Heather Small:::

Ellie searched for the hero inside herself and pulled through. Thank God.
Her recovery was aided by the presence of Lucy Brown, Robert Brown and Graham Reynolds:::

As part of the deal with mother nature (Oprah) Rosie had to lend her face to a pauper in order to to cement Ellie's return to life. We lost it for a while:::

Later on we put Manager Arthur to bed with a saucer of milk:::

And set about transcending the space/time continuum:::

Next stop: London. Messy essy times.

Morning Hair:::

Shower Hair:::

THE BLOODLESS EP TOUR: Part Three

2010-10-13T11:22:00.000-07:00

Tuesday: Day three. Super fun. Super messy. We woke up in our manager Arthur's Dr Who infested flat feeling sprightly, especially after Nurse Jones dolled out our meds in her turbi-towel:::

Much like an infestation of Silverfish, Arthur's place is crawling with Dr Who memorabilia:::

If you go within 50cm of the glass cabinet, an alarm goes off and Arthur throws miniature daleks at your head. Ellie found a poseable model of Tom Baker in her bra once.

Smit is so malnourished from being on tour that his legs have shrunk. This just happened:::

We thought it best that we feed him so we skipped off into Mosely to have a delicious Irish breakfast:::

After we ate we had an emergency so we rushed to the rug doctor for immediate treatment:::

The rug doctor prescribed us some 'erbs and spices so we popped to the Chemists where a tiny lady served us. She served us this:::

Our voices are pretty much destroyed from the banshee like screaming so we had to visit the voice wizard who gave us this:::

It tastes really good:::

When we got to Middlesbrough, we were greeted by a disco floor, Rosie's always wanted to have sex on one of these so she prepared herself:::

After soundcheck we fancied a nibble but Middlesbrough eateries seem to open between 9 and 9.05am. Eventully we found this marvellous specimen and enjoyed some tremendous chips:::

The gig was an interesting time, we found out shots were a pound:::

So we got fucked up:::

Ryan did this:::

Then had "wrong sex" with Ellie:::

Jerusalem..the bells are RING-A-DING-DINGING:::

'MORNING HAIR: IN PICTURES' part three:::

SHOWER HAIR: IN PICTURES:::

The screams of the bouncers are still ringing in our ears. Day 4 = Birmingham fun times. This night has ruined us.

THE BLOODLESS EP TOUR: Part Two

2010-10-11T06:01:00.001-07:00

Yesterday was day two people. We woke up in Cardiff, well we woke up. Arthur didn't need to as he hadn't slept because he had a pussy on his face... our host Liz's cat, Bernard. Arthur loves sleeping on sofas.

On the drive from Cardiff we cradled Smit like a baby:::

Ryan slept like a rag doll:::

And we all missed our loved ones:::

Day two gig was at the Sugarmill in Stoke-On-Trent. It must be a fancy venue because look what we found outside. MIKE MIKE MIIIIIIIIIKE:::

Inside we had an actual dressing room. It was great (and a bit of a relief if i'm honest) that we had somewhere to put all of our dresses. We sat in it and looked at our free beer like this:::

This Stoke gig was the official release date of 'The Bloodless EP'. Look at this wrist band. There is honestly no better way to mark a release date than with a white paper wrist band:::

It put us all in a very good mood:::

This is Helen our driver/insanely helpful tour manager type lady. Look at her in her shop. "I WAS BORN FOR RETAIL":::

AND as surprise, our personal confidants Lucy Brown and Sinead Duffy were IN THE HOUSE. We love these ladies more than your mum. Hold me closer tiny dancer:::

For dinner we had some REALLY bad pizza. It tasted like dirty pants. This was not worth £6.50. And it made me cross. Food in Stoke is overrated anyway. If I lived here I WOULD NOT EAT:::

And THIS JUST HAPPENED. Me and Rosie were horsing:::

When we got back to Birmingham smit had to apply is 'DOG OIL'. This is his showbiz medicine that driver Helen got for him to help with his tennis elbow. Smit loves tennis:::

We also watched some footage of ourselves in HD on Arthurs big projector:::

But we all got in our sleeping bags first so we could all safely have a wank:::

'MORNING HAIR: IN PICTURES' part two:::

Following on from the roaring success of MORNING HAIR: IN PICTURES, we have decided to start a new segment... 'SHOWER HAIR: IN PICTURES' feast your eyes on this hound dogs:::

So, onwards and upwards. We are heading to the beautiful town of Middlesbrough. We are playing at The Keys. BRING. IT. ON. SISTERS.

THE BLOODLESS EP TOUR: part one

2010-10-11T06:01:00.000-07:00

SO first day of tour complete children.
We had to take two cars with all our shiz in from Norwich to Birmingham before we could pick up our fancy pants coffin... i mean van.

Here she is:::

It is so much fun in the van:::

The first night of our tour proper was at Buffalo Bar in CARDIFF. Yes people, Wales. We have now played in another country - INTERNATIONAL POP STARS.

When we got there we were treated to the presence of these two shiny pennies who were hiding in what was probably the worst tasting Wetherspoons ever. BIG UP YOURSELF LUCY BROWN AND SINEAD DUFFY:::

We played with Gindrinker and King Alexander who looked like this:::

The night was put on by the lovely Liz who looked like this::

We stayed in her house and it was safe as milk. A 1970s dreamboat, including Rosie on a wicker throne...

ARTHUR IN THE JUNGLE:::

Me and Rosie made the others sleep in the loft because we are divas*:::

'MORNING HAIR: IN PICTURES' part one:::

SO, onwards and upwards. We are just about to leave for Stoke-On-Trent.
SUGARMILL AHOY!

over and out sisters.

*a diva is a female version of a hustler

Artrocker Live Review and XFM

2010-09-13T01:35:00.000-07:00

Hi muthas,

We're just finalising our October tour dates and getting pretty pumped at the moment. The wonderful John Kennedy has asked us to do a live session for XFM bang smack in the middle of our little sojourn which is very exciting and we'll be doing a filmed live set for BBC Norfolk Introducing in the next month too. Better get our stage shoes on.

The new issue of Artrocker is out right now with a brand spanking new look and we're only bloody well in it!
We've got a very lovely live review for our Royal Vauxhall Tavern show with the wonderful Ste McCabe and a mention on Paul Artrocker's radio page so we're very happy little swines.

Check it out.......

The EP is being pressed as we speak and we can't wait for you to hear it....the release date is MONDAY OCTOBER 11th. Hells yes sister.

This just happened...3

2010-08-01T05:22:00.000-07:00

2010-07-28T00:58:00.000-07:00

This just happened...

Artrocker Single Of The Month

2010-07-21T06:10:00.000-07:00

Hey gang, So 'Monster' done come out in June. It looked a little something like this:

Our good illustrator friend Russell Taysom did the art work, he's very talented and you should check him out here:http://rtaysom.blogspot.com/

We've had some excellent feedback from people about our little single and we received airplay on Radio 1, 6music and XFM amongst others. This is something we were so happy about that we almost shaved our heads.

When we found out that the brilliant Artrocker Magazine had made 'Monster' single of the month we had a punch-up. Ellie started it, she looked at me like this:

Here's what it looks like (click on it to read), but you should totes go buy a copy, it's rammed with excellent stuff:

All in all we're pretty thrilled. Yes ma'am. We're busy at the moment putting the finishing touches to our EP which is due to be released early October. We'll be doing a UK tour around this time but loads of one offs up and down the country in between so please do check our gig dates on myspace or facebook if you wanna come and brawl with us.

Hit up our big cartel site (links to the right) to buy a copy of our sexy single on dirty dark vinyl.

Thanks so much for all the downloads and general Fever support, we are so touched, genuinely.

Love Love XXX

Video

2010-05-27T01:24:00.000-07:00

Check this, it's the video for our new single 'Monster' directed by our good and very talented friend William Whittam.

Fever Fever - Monster from William Whittam on Vimeo.

This just happened...

2010-05-11T00:47:00.000-07:00

Recording Day 1

2010-05-01T14:49:00.000-07:00

Productive no?

The Fly

2010-04-30T02:14:00.000-07:00

Right nice little bit in April's Fly magazine next to a right nice little bit on our favourite zine Gravy. Sistas (and brother) in arms. Just click on the little critter if you want to read it.

Midlands and Essex fun

2010-04-29T01:07:00.000-07:00

We've had a super heavy few days. We're pretty damn knackered but gee whiz has it been fun. On Sunday we went across to Birmingham where we played a birthday gig for our brand new and very lovely manager, Arthur. Arthur drank ten pints and looked like this:

Also playing at this gig was Tim. Tim is a one man band and he tells stories about animals that masturbate and hits things with plastic golf clubs. Here is Tim telling us a story about the time he supported Hawkwind. I hate Hawkwind.

Ellie also talked to this lovely lady who promised to make her a pair of trousers. Tim later informed us that she is known for promising pairs of trousers but very rarely delivers.

This weekend is also the first time I have ever seen Smit holding a champagne flute.

Next we played in Wolverhampton for a lovely promotions company called Out Of Step. They treated us like pop stars. We played with lovely Worcester boys November and The Criminal (http://www.myspace.com/novemberandthecriminal) and the wonderful Decadence In Berlin (http://www.myspace.com/decadenceinberlin) who should win a prize purely for their name. They were great. And also very nice which really is a tremendous combination.

Photo by Elspeth Van Der Hole

Arthur was hung over all day because of his ten pints. We were also a relative mess. A sticky mess.

We stayed at Smit's girlfriend Charley's house in Leicester. And I got a pink bed. Once ensconced in our room however, we were attacked by a medium sized spider. Ellie acted incredibly heroically whilst I squealed like a girl. Here's an excellent example of spider heroism in action.

We finally arrived home on Tuesday, stocked up on pop tarts and dry shampoo before heading off to tweeOFF! to watch Times New Viking and Yuck. This was exemplary. Afterwards we hung out and talked about bank robberies, pugs, printmaking, feminism, kebabs, USA burgers and Kurt Cobain.

Yesterday we played in Chelmsford for Bitterscene. This was an excellent, excellent time. Paul and the crew were loverly. We got tea, coffee, crisps and stella and we played with The Duloks (http://www.myspace.com/theduloks). They look like this:

We are officially in love with these grrrls. Head over heels. Arse over tit. We grinned like fatties in a sweet shop for their entire set, we danced, we laughed and we shrieked for more. They made us feel good about life. Isn't that what all this band malarkey is about anyway really?

Mutual t-shirt masturbation:

The evening was rounded off perfectly by a Fever Fever shout out on Radio 1 by Huw Stephens. Loves it. All in all a totally bitchin few days. It's been rad. Thanks if you came to see us, we love you and we'll be back up your area soon 'fo 'sho.

'Monster' Single Launch 02/04/10

2010-04-08T02:54:00.000-07:00

On Good Friday we had the launch party for our new single 'Monster'. It's out oh-so-very soon on Cherryade Records. Boy oh boy did we have fun. It was like squashing 100 rotund cows into a slaughter house big enough for 10. It was sweaty, it was sexy, it was filthy. Hells, there was even a crowd surfer. Yes ma'am. Look at the poster Maxie Gedge done (p.s - click on any of these pics and they'll get right big):

Here's what happened: Upon arrival we pondered the complex nature of the job at hand; how were we to turn this slick crypt into a place fit enough for a prostitute? Below Scottie (lights) and Ryan (sound) think and gesticulate.

One solution to our quandary was the employ the use of a snazzy showbiz mirror ball. I think you'll agree, she is rather lovely. Each tiny mirror hand glued with the rarest Indonesian Cuckoo Spit. It took at least seven or eight minutes to construct.*

An attractive banner and some black balloons can also jazz a place up somewhat. Ellie, Maxie and Mark trotted off up the city to find the treasures fit enough for our crypt of doom.

*the bastard thing actually too 5 hours. NEVER AGAIN.

Then people started arriving with their swanky wristbands and it was time for the shoe shuffling to begin. Lady Panther kicked off proceedings in a welcome manner. Unassuming but riotous scuzz-pop, we were dragged by our ears into a cesspit of garage rock bliss and screaming blues infused vocals. Sweet, they looked like this:

And then they looked like this:

Two pints later and it was time for Gun Crime to show us their stuff, these boys legged it up from Hitchin (where that guitarist in Fever Fever comes from).

With a brand new singer and some killer trance-inducing vocals, Gun Crime pounded and strummed until our necks ached from the bobbing and our toes from the tapping. A bit of Luke's drum stick also landed in that singer from Fever Fever's eye, she reacted with the usual calm and nonchalance that she is so famous for.

Afterwards they looked like this:

Three pints later and the Fever Fever parents have retreated to the back of the room where they take to their stools and crane their necks, Master Solo's moustache dye is beginning to run, Jan (our German friend) has sported his zebra skin loafers and Fever Fever are beginning to slur their words. The perfect setting for The Brownies to take the stage.

And fuck did they take the stage. Our brains exploded and our hearts swelled as The Browns did what we know and love them for. With their fresh and heavy new direction they tore it up, chewed it, spat it out and stamped on it. We watched in open mouthed amazement whilst for half an hour, everything seemed OK with the world. If everyone was a Brownie, I think it would be. Mike Brownie, we salute you. Go bang those drums in Leeds and make a racket for Norwich.

Reluctant as we were to follow The Brownies, we thought that as it was our single launch had we had better. By this point we were feeling krunk, pumped, full of beer and particularly appreciative of Flob the photographer's incredibly forgiving soft camera flash.

With setlists written and Smit poised and ready to go we only went and played. Hells bloody bells. We were a bit tipsy but like the old saying goes, a lubricated mind is a lubricated voice is a lubricated soul. That's what Ellie told me anyway, and she did history A level.

Songs were played, social faux pas' were made and we had a blast. Mousey Bearsuit even crowd surfed, whether or not this was voluntary isn't clear, but who the fuck cares, yay Mousey!

And so it ends. A good time was had by all in this sweat infested den. A huge thank-you to The Brownies, Gun Crime and Lady Panther for playing with us, I have provided youtube clips of each band perfoming at the end of the blog. Watch and enjoy.

Ryan: A trooper of a soundman who worked 13 hours straight because he loves music, he loves engineering and he loves his friends. Thanks Ryan.

Scotland: "The Lights Man". Thanks-you for making the place look dirty pretty and for helping set things up. We loves you.

Special thanks so the wonderful people who provided most of the photographs and video used in this blog: Maxie Gedge, Annie Catwoman, Racheal Everson, Flob, Sarah Hines and Lauren Byrnes. They are incredible.

Mostly thank-you to YOU if you came down and helped make it a bloody marvellous evening. See you next time, don't forget our EP launch at (the far larger, eek!) Norwich Arts Centre on June 19th (no England match, we checked). Love you all from us three bitches xxx