Midnight cowbell.

Rustier than the Titanic's tailpipe, we went back to the rehearsal studio and

tried to cobble a set together. With the welcome addition of Jeremy's new cowbell.

After four or five runs at every song, we eventually managed to get it together.

The noodle and the damage done - hard rockin' takes its toll.

Here's the full set in four parts, warts and all. Mostly just warts, really.

Out ta get ya mother.

Another rehearsal, another crime against music. This time, we mashed up

Guns 'n' Roses with Abba. Björn to be wild, if you will. After that, we mashed

ourselves up pretty thoroughly too.

Getting shirty.

Our new T-shirts arrived, just in time for our most recent practice, hurrah!

We were without our guitar wizard, but Kate from the Squidettes stepped

in and we pogoed and spat our way through a new tune.

Guest Night.

Sadly, Jezza was unable to make our most recent practice. Instead we were

joined by several guests. Some we'd invited...

...and one we hadn't!

Here, filmed in stomachchurnovision, is a promising start for an entirely

new band (once they've been joined by a bass player of their own). Who'll

end up supporting whom?

There are a few more videos and clips of the evening's entertainment here>>

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Off to Never Neverland Ranch.

Kiss yo' bad self, with Metallikay back in the day, cha'mone.

Pais maker.

Pais opens up a bottle of plonk, followed by a can of whup ass on his new

orange Danelectro. There's loads more photos on the new Provenance Of Squid

Flickr stream. Checka checka >>