We have been working away in Haverhill, where most people stare at you with boss eyes as they limp past.
After originally trying the deserted local boozers, we now tend to spend every single evening drinking and playing cajun folk for hours on end in a derelict shop on the High Street. The video shows what the absolute mundaneness of one town can do to three men after just a few weeks.
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Moody McPick was born in a derelict shop in Haverhill on a cold January night. Before he could walk he had grown a beard and sunk his first Heineken. Depressed by the sheer lack of intrigue in the town he found himself in, he was taken by an overwhelming desire to smoke, drink heavily and play cajun blues. Gathering instruments from around him, he started frantically playing melodians, accordians, guitars, upright basses and saxes, until he was posessed. The rest will be history. Sometime soon. Possibly.
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