The Namaqua party began in 1996 after
a chance meeting in someone's kitchen.
The Leg, fully equipped with dice in his braided and unfettered
hair, came across an un-tethered wild animal urinating
on a gas stove. Like a rabbit in the headlights the animal
faced up and revealed itself as the species known as,
drummer. He offered an alarmingly damp hand out and introduced
himself as Pipe.
The pair cavorted in beat and twang for a few weeks until
the time was right. The Leg and Pipe were now looking
for a seriously good bass player who could handle the
A dark alley in Littlehampton's downtown district was
considered the best place to look and there they chanced
upon a lonely but jolly soul. After some severe interview
techniques involving questions, it was on to the next
step, a jam.
Pipe prepared the toast with his electric grill and the
spreading commenced, during which, it became clear that
McLee was a damn fine musician with serious desires to
entwine his fingers in coiled wires at an alarming rate,
creating what we now call, music.
The band was complete. Songwriting happened, gigs far
and wide happened and sometime between all of that the
Internet was born and this website was rumbled together.
There is now a rumour it is going to be updated with these
'happenings'. We'll see . . . gigs.
The update was basically that the band have were signed and now tour between the UK and Mars frequently and continue their live show in lands afar to crowds aplenty. Look out for performances at a hospital near you . . . .