' The suburbs: Signs of life, but no proofs.'

The strangest events I ever end up at are always something to do with the Eggplants, but Saturday's event hit a whole new jackpot in the Twin Peaks world which is Eggplantis.

Take a respectable Brooklyn suburb, take a band called 'Brain Surgeons' (led by Blue Oyster Cult drummer Albert Bouchard, who unless I'm mistaken, once won some kind of award for being the loudest drummer EVER), take Eggplant bass player Gil's (small) garden in said Brooklyn suburbia and a 10 hour long fund-raising event for breast cancer research called 'Brooklyn Woodstock'. Mix up all these ingredients, and you get something like this:



The sound is only terrible because it was SO LOUD my camera microphone was smoking like a shisha pipe (tenuous link, I know, but don't you just LOVE that computerised voice). The sound was nevertheless perfect about 20 blocks away. I'm sure you get the idea..... In London the police would have been there in minutes, but amazingly not a curtain twitched and nobody stirred in this 'Amityville' street, so clearly this sort of thing happens all the time, or everyone moved out ages ago, or everyone is really charitable, or something.....

Anyway it was a fun afternoon with many good bands and way too much of everything else. We have had B and M to stay for a week (much fun) and we pride ourselves in showing the tourists the real thing....

(View Brooklyn Woodstock photos here.)