The Birth of Stalisfield: Day 1

There are many great days in history; the battle of Hastings, the fall of Rome, the day man walked on the moon, the Kennedy asassination. But these trifling dates all pale into insignificance next to today. For today is the day that Balustrade finally begin to record the mighty Stalisfield EP. Oft spoken of in a hushed whisper around campfires and dirty corners of smoky pubs, the mighty Stallisfield has developed as something of an urban myth amongst those in the know in the West Country. Six years in the making, Stallisfield was originally concieved in the house of the same name in Guildford Road in Canterbury. Two fevered brains, distracted (momentarily) from their further education developed a concept, and that concept's name was Balustrade. A force of good that would change the face of humanity in new and unexpected ways and the first of those ways would be Stalisfield.

After years of supposed inactivity, the two minds, having been seperated by geography, reunited and Balustrade was reborn like a musical phoneix rising from the cultural ashes of 2003. Work began on the debut masterpiece and the cause was christened. Balsutrade would be the genesis of a movement known only as alt.westcountry. Thousands would follow, but for now there are only two.

To explain alt.westcountry is not to know alt.westcountry, for mere words cannot convey the beauty and complexity that it symbollises. A mix of contradictions and non-sequeters as well as unifying forces the likes of which no-one can truly apreciate without hearing their work. The doubters said that the grand plan would not be realised, but in 5 short days they will be forced to eat their words and the pudding of proof wil be before them in compact disc form.

Alas, after inital teething problems with the top of the range technology required to envision this masterpiece, Lex and Carts retired early to watch the footie! Come on the Scholes and vive la ginge!!