Once the initial recording had been done for the PRiDE+1 project, innuendo, the Bunker slid into a protracted spell of inactivity while everyone waited for the Deadpan to come up with lyrics. The PRiDE took the opportunity to spend quality time away from one another, while the Bollockbrains did the usual background stuff: cleaning and repairing the Bunker, overhauling systems - all the mundane activity that goes on in a studio when no one is recording.
Knobby, however, found himself at a loose end. He was twiddling his thumbs more than the knobs on the decks, and it was driving him doolally-tap. In fact, the lad was one pet-lip away from downright depression, and it was beginning to show.
‘Why the face like a slapped arse?’ asked Mr Reindeer, who’d noticed the dark cloud hanging over the lad.
‘I’m bored shitless,’ said the lad.
‘Only boring bastards get bored,’ said the Reindeer. ‘Why don’t you do something about it?’
‘Get your mates in - drink all the booze, make a row - anything but sit around here all day looking like you’ve just opened a tin of beans and found a fart.’
The lad had a good think about what the Reindeer had said.
‘Well...’ he said a couple of days later.
‘Well what?’ said the Reindeer.
‘Instead of getting pissed and making a row, I’d like to do a small project. Something to do with the number 4.’
‘As in the four horsemen of the apocalypse?’
‘That, and anything else associated with the number 4: the elements, seasons, points of the compass...’
‘Foreskins,’ said Zblotnik, who’d popped his head round the door to see what all the chatter was about. ‘Have to dig your poloneck out for that!’
‘That’s if you don’t mind,’ Knobby said to the Reindeer, deliberately ignoring the old git’s facetiousness.
‘Anything that stops you sitting around here all day with a King Kong monk-on,’ said the Reindeer. ‘Get to it.’
So the lad did.
Calling on mates when needed, he came up with four tracks, each of which had something to do with the number 4.
‘What do you want to call this,’ Frank asked as he was doing the artwork, ‘The Fantastic Four?’
‘Just 4’ said Knobby, ‘as in the number 4.’
And that was that.
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All tracks written, arranged and played by the Knobster with the assistance of Dickie and the Daidoes. © 2012 Bollockbrain Productions.
Recorded, mixed and mastered at the Bunker by The Knobster.
Produced by Mr Reindeer.
Artwork: Frank Blunt.
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