NOTHING PREPARES YOU

Well, it took nearly a week, but I’m finally back again – finally ejected from the back end of one of the slowest digestive systems I’ve encountered in 18 months of being Trapped By Monsters.

As you’ll have seen from Sam’s emotional post, I was voted – ME! – to be eaten by monsters at last weekend’s event in Lincoln. The shock was profound. How could the good people of Lincoln do such a thing to me? And after I hand made a Tellytubby vampire and even sang a Whitney Houston hit to them, too…

Anyway, they say when life throws lemons at you make lemonade (I don’t know who says it and I don’t know why but I suspect they are overly cheerful American’s who should get out more…) and so I decided, by day two in the monster gut, to do the same. Much to my surprise, in Grapfabblthub’s third stomach I found a fully equipped state of the art recording studio! Although the soundproofing left a bit to be desired, in other ways the acoustics were fab and I found myself recording a track which is sure to be an international hit just as soon as it hits You Tube.

It’s dark, emotional, starkly beautiful in its own way… and I want to share it with you now. It may make you cry. It’s made all the guys in here cry. They’re still shaking and rolling around on the cave floor now… So here it is:  

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By the way, has anyone got any Wet Wipes?

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4 Comments on "NOTHING PREPARES YOU"

  1. Andy
    22/05/2010 at 11:29 am Permalink

    That was you singing? Oh! For days I thought we’d had a new prisoner in the caves and have been searching everywhere, with soggy autograph book in hand, for Meatloaf…

  2. Sam Enthoven
    24/05/2010 at 5:02 pm Permalink

    I am deeply moved.
    Excuse me. ;p

  3. Joe Craig
    24/05/2010 at 8:27 pm Permalink

    I share your pain. I’ve been there. If only I’d had that song to help me through the darkest of days.
    Stunning stuff.

  4. Tommy Donbavand
    25/05/2010 at 5:29 pm Permalink

    There are tears rolling down my cheeks.

    No, not cheeks… legs.

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