
Jeffrey Ros
Hey guys,
Very
nice show tonight in Amsterdam. I bought a T-shirt and CD and
was surprised when the Skunk Anansie merchandiser told me that I was the
very first person on the whole tour that bought anything of yours. So
ehrr, sorry to hear that, but well at least you got sóme support :)
you certainly deserved mine ;) good luck with the rest of the tour! I
hope you'll sell some more merch, keep it up!
Greets,
Jeffrey

The Chemists
Skunk Anansie Tour Day 2: November 3 2009
Woke up early to find that some bastard has put Big Ben in our room in replacement for our alarm and tipped the contents of a birdcage in my mouth! Not a good start.
After managing to wake Dave from his coma we pack our bags in preparation for our drive down to Porto, not before ...we ransack the local Lidl for every item of junk food we can carry. The drive down whizzes by in a haze of service stations, bad smells, dreams and cold sweats. We head straight to the hotel which resembles an old peoples home complete with the smell of strident and stale piss, still, we’ve stayed in worse!!!
After lugging our bags up 5 flights of stairs, I could swear one of my lungs collapsed and Johnny’s rectum prolapsed (Not the first time that will happen on this tour I’m sure!) We quickly head off to the venue, again the venue is pretty impressive. Now I would love to write how exciting it is back stage but 5 blokes crammed in to a walk in wardrobe isn’t much fun especially when a few have got what can only be described as gut rot! After being evacuated several times from the room we head out to grab a bite to eat, now my Portuguese isn’t up to much and the waiters English wasn’t much better, so after several attempts to order meatballs by mooing and making horn signs I opt for the pizza. After a lovely meal which saw Johnny finish everyone’s food (Well he is a growing lad after all!) we headed back to the venue for a relax and to try and digest the pound of dough we’ve all just crammed down our necks.
9 O’clock and show time, again the Portuguese crowd are well up for it. Clapping and cheering before we’ve even played a note, we could get used to this. After rocking the fuck out Porto we head back for an early night to prepare for our trip to Madrid. Once I checked and removed the pubic hairs from my pillow and sheets it was time to crash. One country down only another nine to go and if there all like Portugal then it’s going to be one hell of a tour.Read More
Woke up early to find that some bastard has put Big Ben in our room in replacement for our alarm and tipped the contents of a birdcage in my mouth! Not a good start.
After managing to wake Dave from his coma we pack our bags in preparation for our drive down to Porto, not before ...we ransack the local Lidl for every item of junk food we can carry. The drive down whizzes by in a haze of service stations, bad smells, dreams and cold sweats. We head straight to the hotel which resembles an old peoples home complete with the smell of strident and stale piss, still, we’ve stayed in worse!!!
After lugging our bags up 5 flights of stairs, I could swear one of my lungs collapsed and Johnny’s rectum prolapsed (Not the first time that will happen on this tour I’m sure!) We quickly head off to the venue, again the venue is pretty impressive. Now I would love to write how exciting it is back stage but 5 blokes crammed in to a walk in wardrobe isn’t much fun especially when a few have got what can only be described as gut rot! After being evacuated several times from the room we head out to grab a bite to eat, now my Portuguese isn’t up to much and the waiters English wasn’t much better, so after several attempts to order meatballs by mooing and making horn signs I opt for the pizza. After a lovely meal which saw Johnny finish everyone’s food (Well he is a growing lad after all!) we headed back to the venue for a relax and to try and digest the pound of dough we’ve all just crammed down our necks.
9 O’clock and show time, again the Portuguese crowd are well up for it. Clapping and cheering before we’ve even played a note, we could get used to this. After rocking the fuck out Porto we head back for an early night to prepare for our trip to Madrid. Once I checked and removed the pubic hairs from my pillow and sheets it was time to crash. One country down only another nine to go and if there all like Portugal then it’s going to be one hell of a tour.Read More

The Chemists
Day 1: November 2 2009
The day has finally arrived, the start of our European tour supporting the mighty Skunk Anansie. So with bags packed we jump in to the cab and head to Johnny’s. Fortunately we have Nigel Mansell driving so after arriving a bit early were greeted at the door with Johnny still in his Superman pants ...and nursing a semi! Not a pretty sight at 4 in the morning, things are off to a good start!
So with plenty of time to spare we do what every respectable traveller does and head to the bar at 5 in the morning! So after a breakfast of toothpaste and cafferys we board the plane and head to our first port of call, sunny Portugal.
After dropping our bags off at the hotel we head out to find something to eat, now for those of you who know us this will involve 5 blokes walking aimlessly around like headless chickens for hours on end. So after a few hours of walking we end up back where we started, so with blisters and chaffing we find the nearest rip off tourist café. After a nice cold lager and something that resembled a deep-fried tramps shoe were suddenly attracting beggars like flies on shite. Were offered everything from sunglasses to weed to cocaine and funny dancing cows! (Don’t ask about the last one!)
So with sunglasses and dancing cows under our arms we head over to the venue. Tonight were playing the Coliseum, a four thousand (and eight) capacity venue, So as you would expect from a cool rock band we all run around taking photos like excited Japanese tourists and giving each other high fives! The place is huge, so after sound check were all getting excited, some more than others judging by the smell from the toilet in the dressing room (I can feel a theme starting here already)
Its nine o’clock and showtime. The place is sold out and heaving. We walk out on stage to huge cheering and clapping I look around to see if Skin from Skunk is behind us but no, their cheering for us, this is going to be a good show.
We rock the fuck out of Lisbon, Johnny is on fire, it’s like watching a young Bono (Only taller) in his prime. I swear I had a tear in my eye when he started to talk about world peace and ending world poverty. (Ok, Ok, I made the last bit up) but the show was amazing none the less. If all the crowds are like this then is going to be one hell of a tour.
We hang out and watch Skunk Anansie who are on fire, what a band, the crowd are going nuts. Skin really is an amazing front woman. We meet up with them later in the dressing room and manage to drink all the wine, lager and vodka! Matts starting to smile like a Cheshire cat with Alex Ferguson’s nose, its time to get him back to the hotel before he starts break dancing. End of day one and boy what a day.Read More
The day has finally arrived, the start of our European tour supporting the mighty Skunk Anansie. So with bags packed we jump in to the cab and head to Johnny’s. Fortunately we have Nigel Mansell driving so after arriving a bit early were greeted at the door with Johnny still in his Superman pants ...and nursing a semi! Not a pretty sight at 4 in the morning, things are off to a good start!
So with plenty of time to spare we do what every respectable traveller does and head to the bar at 5 in the morning! So after a breakfast of toothpaste and cafferys we board the plane and head to our first port of call, sunny Portugal.
After dropping our bags off at the hotel we head out to find something to eat, now for those of you who know us this will involve 5 blokes walking aimlessly around like headless chickens for hours on end. So after a few hours of walking we end up back where we started, so with blisters and chaffing we find the nearest rip off tourist café. After a nice cold lager and something that resembled a deep-fried tramps shoe were suddenly attracting beggars like flies on shite. Were offered everything from sunglasses to weed to cocaine and funny dancing cows! (Don’t ask about the last one!)
So with sunglasses and dancing cows under our arms we head over to the venue. Tonight were playing the Coliseum, a four thousand (and eight) capacity venue, So as you would expect from a cool rock band we all run around taking photos like excited Japanese tourists and giving each other high fives! The place is huge, so after sound check were all getting excited, some more than others judging by the smell from the toilet in the dressing room (I can feel a theme starting here already)
Its nine o’clock and showtime. The place is sold out and heaving. We walk out on stage to huge cheering and clapping I look around to see if Skin from Skunk is behind us but no, their cheering for us, this is going to be a good show.
We rock the fuck out of Lisbon, Johnny is on fire, it’s like watching a young Bono (Only taller) in his prime. I swear I had a tear in my eye when he started to talk about world peace and ending world poverty. (Ok, Ok, I made the last bit up) but the show was amazing none the less. If all the crowds are like this then is going to be one hell of a tour.
We hang out and watch Skunk Anansie who are on fire, what a band, the crowd are going nuts. Skin really is an amazing front woman. We meet up with them later in the dressing room and manage to drink all the wine, lager and vodka! Matts starting to smile like a Cheshire cat with Alex Ferguson’s nose, its time to get him back to the hotel before he starts break dancing. End of day one and boy what a day.Read More

Diana
Hi!
Congratulations! I do not know your band, but I am a fan already :).
A Love Like No-One Else is a amazing song, i love it!
You were fantastic in the Coliseum of Oporto.

The Chemists
Our album 'Theories of Dr Lovelock' is out this week!
http://hmv.com/hmvweb/displayProductDeta ils.do?ctx=280;0;-1;-1;-1&sku=251691
Plus the Skunk Anansie tour starts tonight!
Source: hmv.com
Theories Of Dr Lovelock, starring Chemists, distiller

Bob Forbes Got new album, it's the rockingest.

Distiller Records
 The Chemists Skunk
Anansie support show slots announced!!!
*3 Nov -21 Nov in Europe* 21
Nov LEEDS ACADEMY *22 Nov GLASGOW ACADEMY * 24 Nov MANCHESTER ACADEMY *
25 Nov WOLVES CIVIC, WOLVERHAMPTON * 26 Nov BRIXTON ACADEMY, LONDON
Full details of all dates on the Myspace!
Source: www.myspace.com
MySpace Music profile for The Chemists. Download The Chemists Alternative / Rock / Pop music singles, watch music videos, listen to free streaming mp3s, & read The Chemists's blog.

October 23 at 3:15am

The Chemists
Skunk Anansie support show slots announced!!! *3 Nov -21 Nov in Europe* 21 Nov LEEDS ACADEMY *22 Nov GLASGOW ACADEMY * 24 Nov MANCHESTER ACADEMY * 25 Nov WOLVES CIVIC, WOLVERHAMPTON * 26 Nov BRIXTON ACADEMY, LONDON
Full details of all dates on the Myspace!
Source: myspace.com
MySpace Music profile for The Chemists. Download The Chemists Alternative / Rock / Pop music singles, watch music videos, listen to free streaming mp3s, & read The Chemists's blog.

James Brett
lads just discovered you yesterday thanks to nme! you are class
come play in ireland

Daniel Connors best band in the world i love you guys wooo

Thomas Clifford you guys rule plain and simple

Lee Symonds Lovin the 'Milk and Honey' vid.....top marks! (pun included).

The Chemists
Brand new video for new
single 'Milk and Honey', released on the 26th October on Distiller. The
one and only Howard Marks guest stars in the video! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soTDxSgaz gw
Source: www.youtube.com
Brand new video from The Chemists for new single 'Milk and Honey', released on the 26th October on Distiller. The one and only Howard Marks guest stars in the video! www.myspace.com/thechemistsuk

The Chemists Supporting The Futureheads at Bierkeller, Bristol tomorrow as part of Propaganda festival. On stage 9.45pm! Tickets are available from http://www.thepropaganda.com
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