Kifffarces (6): Kiff and the talking carpet from Torino

On one of their European tours, the Soul-amputating Troubadours of Hades visited Italy where, after having intimidated audiences in large venues in Milano, Modena and Firenze and leaving behind a trail of fans waking up screaming in the dead of night, they were now staying in a small village where they were featuring in the …

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Kifffarces (5): Kiff in Amsterdam (en)

The day after a successful gig in Amsterdam, the lads from the Creepsterrock-formation Kiff had a day off. They decided to spend it in the Dutch capital because, as everyone knows, Amsterdam offers a fine selection of exciting and mischievous experiences that aren’t truly illegal, but still have a high potential for developing into awkward …

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Kifffarces (4): Kiff in Tranfylfania

Several years ago, the Freakingly Frightening rock-music group Kiff was touring in Eastern Europe. It had been a busy schedule, but in Tranfylfania they had a break of a few days and decided to head out for a stroll in the mountains. Now, even if any one of them had ever been a Boy Scout, …

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Kifffarces (3): Kiff does the Lambeth Walk

One fine day, the infamously bloodcurdling rock act Kiff was strolling down Lambeth Road, doing the Lambeth Walk, or, as the case might be, to the degree their Scary Outfits allowed them to. Passers-by reacted appropriately: elderly ladies shrieked and hid themselves, Japanese tourists took pictures, and one strapping lad from Inverness had jumped into …

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Kifffarces (2): Kiff & the Plumber

The Colossally Macabre Rock Formation Kiff was touring one day, and in a smallish mid-western town they were booked into a particularly crappy hotel. The bass player, quite to the disgruntlement of the rest, was in a very playful mood and he stomped, giggling maniacally, from room to room on his plateau boots, opening all …

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Kifffarces (1): Kiff in Houston, Texas

Kiff, the renowned Macabre Squad, were walking down the street in Houston one day. In the houses lining both sides of the southern suburban street, sitting in their rocking chairs on the front porch and traditional blunderbuss on their knees, Houstonian old-timers, on account of their being uninterested in pop music and hence not appropriately …

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