Sunday 15 February 2009

Spleen and The Fleshmachine - Naked, wild and free

Friday the 13th, a time where most of you supersticious people opted to stay at home because the turnout was shocking. And you missed a show because of your pecadillos, Oliver Spleen the 6' 5" undertaker-esque frontman of the wonderful Flesh Happening treated us to the very last outing of his one man Freak show, Spleen and the Fleshmachine. The electro-disco-shoutascreamathon saw Spleen almost take to the sky via our balcony and plunge down onto the unsuspecting masses below in a raging fury, shower himself in glasses of what appeared to be urine (but was probably water) and finally tear his clothes off bare his buttocks and simulate sex with a step.

His songs, dark and twisted morality tales of failed relationships and lots of anal sex, good and bad! I suggest you check out , 'Useless Pumping' (on the next podcast or on the myspace www.myspace.com/spleenandthefleshmachine. Alas, the act is no more but Oliver will be back with his new band Pink Narcissus soon i hope.

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