Why do you walk away when I am trying to show you dreams?.........

........These were the words of Lyon's premier street magician, comdeian, acrobat, impressionist, ventriloquist, gynast and fortune teller as his unbeguiled public began to slowly back away, unimpressed by the levetating cigarette, the dematerialising bank note or the old man eating toaster routine.
Luckily the Athens Polytechnic were forced to endure no such ignomony at the hands of discerning French audiences, putting on as we did a fucking awesome show and being delighted to find a FUCKING AWESOME AUDIENCE there to receive it. We want to send hampers of thanks out to everyone at Grrrnd Zero, especially Alexianne and Camille, who gave us beds, found us cigarettes and passed us beers (that we hadn't paid for). It was also great to see evryone getting into a punk band considering we were at some wierd-ass experimental show with a support band that sounded like a balrog being blown by a northerner and a guy called Bob Log III who was... well, he was this. Thanks Bob for telling us off all the different ways to die in the Arizona desert, we owe you one!

But now, to the important proceedings of the day A SINCERE APOLOGY. We want, from the bottom of our hearts, to apologise to one Badger, resident of Lyon. He was not a real badger, he was a man that is true, but his name was badger. We think. He did everything he could for us, everything, and we let him down. We let him down bad. So while I don't wanna go into all the details here I will just say Badger, wherever you are, the Athens Polytehcnic group is very, very sorry we left in the middle of the rainy night in a strange part of town stoned out of your mind.

Anyway, enough of this wank thanking! Come see us at Dr Kruger's Surgery at the Victoria in Hackney on the 9th of December and any kids from Lyon who said they were gonna send us pictures - where the fucking hell are they?

seen x