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Okay, so I've been hinting around about it, but yes, we build a Steampunk recording/rehearsal studio. Here we are, Abney Park, rehearsing Airship Pirate in our new digs.
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|    If you've been into Steampunk long, you've probably seen half of these, but I thought I'd post a few Raygun's I stumbled across in my latest research. Powder Cask | |
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| Just got a couple photos from our Toronto Promoters, To Die For Designs...I thought I'd share.  The Chin Of DoooOOOM!!  I'm SO sad I broke the Cultlass Mic I was making her. ( More Piratical/Aeronautical goodness ) | |
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| A couple months ago I showed you our Steam Punk Keyboard rig. Since you guys seemed interested, I figured you'd di g Nathaniels Steam Punk Guitar. I finshed this a couple days ago, but have been so busy with Photoshoots and radio interviews and such that I havn't had time to post untel just now. Click image to check out the details:  This started life as a very ugly (yet very playable) silver Ibanez 7 string. The copper Patina Finish is painted by hand, and the gears (heavey brass grandfather clock parts) and other ornimentation was added on afterward. When I get a bit more time I'll do a full right up on how I did it. | |
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| Some one had asked about our Keyboard and Laptop rig that we use onstage. I have some time this morning, so I thought I go into detail. Here she is:  Back of Laptop at top, back of keyboard at bottom.  Here is some of the detail. Next up: I'm going to be doing Nathans Guitar. Sweet. | |
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This should help to identify corpses in the case of any unexpected incidents. Brass with brass chain, every one with a unique number.
We should be adding these to the market this week.
(note: had there been room, instead of "Expendable Crew" I would have said "Organ Donar, keep fresh as long as possible".)
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|  So, we played Bar Sinister and the crowd was so huge by the time we played there a still a huge line down the street, and people getting turned away at the door. Many of my freinds from other bands couldn't get in at all. YOU COULD NOT MOVE in the club, wall to wall packed, with the most beautiful, sexy, enthusiastic and reasponsive crowd I think we've ever played too. We were told by many people it was the biggest turn out they'd every seen at Bar Sinister. We sold out of everything, and I felt like crap for not having brought more. RIght down to people fighting over the last CD. I've also been told that bands almost NEVER sell jack-shit at Bar Sinister, and the guy selling next to us said he'd never ever seen anyone sell so much!
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