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THE ALIENS ENCOUNTER THE PARANORMAL

  Posted Sep 24.03

HOW IT ALL BEGAN

If you've found yourself reading this its probably because you're interested in the orb phenomena, or music; either way sit back, relax, and let me tell you how we got to this point.

First, band introductions. Shed, is a singer and guitarist,with the aliens, and a songwriter + singer with the brickshed. Flash is the bass player, and the member of the aliens who always gets the audience in the mood to rock. Orby Chance, is the drummer with the Colgate smile and tight leather boots. Cosmo S. Crop circle is the stand-in bass player in the aliens when Flash is otherwise engaged, but also joins us on bigger gigs with vocals + guitar.That leaves me, I'm Brick, the vocalist with the aliens, and co-songwriter and singer with brickshed. I'm also the narrator of this story. If it sounds complicated don't worry, it comes down to a bunch of guys who like to get together and make music, while using stupid names which mostly amuse themselves. This is a side effect of being in a band known as the aliens, ----but that part comes later.

Now for the story, it all began in late August 2001, when Shed and I visited a crop circle on Windmill Hill, Alton Barnes, Wiltshire. At the time it was the largest and most elaborate design to have appeared anywhere in the world. It was called the galaxy, and consisted of over 400 circles. We had read about this on reports over the net, and seen some articles in the papers.
We had both been interested in unusual phenomena/aliens for a number of months previously, when we began writing songs about the subject. Although, with hindsight it wouldn't be too far off the mark to say that the songs seemed to write themselves. You see, I'm already referring to things that happened before we went to the crop circles. This is the problem with telling a story, the more you think about it, the more you begin to wonder if it didn't all start a long time ago, perhaps even before we were born. Still, we don't have time to go there at the moment. Thats another story.

Taking Shed's son, balancing boy with us, we drove to Wiltshire to see for ourselves the best crop circle to have appeared by far. When we found it we put some money in the box for the farmer, parked the car, and walked up to the top of Milk Hill. We passed a few other sightseerers on the way, and when we reached the top there were more people around, but it was unusually quiet.

Clearly some people were finding it a very spiritual experience. I was not at that time, and I don't think Shed was either. I recall being excited though, I wanted to believe that this was the work of aliens. Indeed, looking at it, it was hard to believe that it could be anything else. It was impressive, over 400 circles! If it was man-made it took a lot of people. Still, it was right on top of milk hill and looking around we realised that if you could reach the hill under cover of darkness, with enough people, it might be possible. It is secluded. It was still impressive though, and wandering around and snapping off pictures, it was almost easier to believe that aliens had made the circles. I did notice that the birds preferred not to come into the circles, and stayed on the edge of the field. Balancing boy played, and we wondered, along with many other people to have visited the site, what was going on. Something was. I realised that if the circles were man-made this was an incredible feat.
I preferred to believe that it was aliens and would have been quite happy to go on believing that, had Shed not discovered flattened 12 inch wide circles laying beneath the main crop circles. This sowed seeds of doubt within both of us. Could this mean that the circles were made by human beings? Whatever, or whoever, it was a thing of beauty.
During the journey back home we discussed the possibilities, and came to the conclusion that the circles were probably man-made, but we couldn't be 100% sure of anything.

The week of the terrorists attacks in September I was on holiday, to be more exact I was at home trying to put together the new album cover. While surfing the net one lunchtime, I also had half an eye on the T.V, and then the reports began. I watched the second plane hit live, along with many other viewers I was horrified but fascinated, and could not tear my eyes away from the screen. It was during these moments that I witnessed a white cylindrical object shoot into view and come to a dead stop in mid air. It held its position for a few seconds, and then zoomed off at a 90 degree angle and stopped again, before moving off slowly to the right of the burning towers.

I immediately rang Shed and asked if he was watching the news. He wasn't, but tuned in straight away. I told him what I had seen in an excited, yet anxious way.
This is where fate plays a part in the story, or maybe it was just Sheds good sense, but he put a video into one of his many machines and pressed record. This time CNN were showing the attack from a different angle, and you could clearly see the white cylindrical object hovering, and then moving away from the twin towers. And we have it on video!

Over the next few days Shed and I surfed the net, and scanned the news to see if anyone else had seen what we saw. Apart from a couple of small reports on the net, there was nothing. Trevor McDonald was not talking about it on News at Ten! One of the reports on the net said the object was a piece of fuselage!!! We have shown the video to many people, none of them said that it looks like fuselage. All admit they are seeing something strange. Another coincidence [ ? ] The particular piece of footage with the object has not, to my knowledge, been shown again during any T.V. reports.

For the next four months we concentrated on writing + recording songs for what was to become the corn circles album. It was our goal to complete the project by the end of the year. We seemed to be right on schedule, in fact Shed had gone into overdrive, and was writing songs at an amazing rate. He has said it was like the songs wrote themselves, a feeling I had also experienced during songwriting sessions on a number of occasions. Like I explained earlier, memory is a funny thing, I now believe that we both had these experiences during the recording of the album we had made in 2000, called Hornyold Road, which had many references to aliens and spirits.

It was the usual rush to get everything finished by Christmas, but to be accurate, the cover gave us more trouble than any aspect of the music, which went extremely smoothly. A lot of friends/fans and family members had been asking when the album would be ready, and the cd's made cheap presents in monetary terms, but a year of our lives was invested in this disc, and it was important to us that it was well received. Many people who heard the album were turned on to the spiritual aspect of the songs, and we were pleased that people liked it.
Even though the corn circles album was finished, the songwriting process had not. We teamed up with Cosmo in January 2002 and he joined us in songwriting sessions. We invited another friend, Jesus, to play drums on some tracks. It was during this period in January that events began to take a strange turn.

Shed was contacted by something! Even now we are not sure by whom, or what.
This is the hard bit, how much to tell people without sounding crazy. O.K. here's the deal, we don't know who or what it was. Not for definite. We only have theories. It is important that you, the reader, comprehend what a frightening experience this was, chiefly for Shed, but also for those who witnessed the aftermath, myself included. The voices [ for thats what they were ] gave Shed some information.

However, due to the fact that it was such a strange occurrence the whole situation was very hard to take in, and the information he was giving us was in a mixed up, confused way. It was only later, when we sat down and began to disseminate what had happened, that we got a bit spooked. During the encounter Shed was asked if he wanted to see who he was talking to, understandably in the circumstances he declined the offer.
The next few weeks were spent contemplating what had occurred, and as usual, the best way to do this was through music. We poured our energies back into writing songs, recorded our thoughts about the events, and used the process as a cathartic way of moving forward.

One evening in late February I was returning from a night out in Cardiff, and while waiting at the traffic lights saw a bright white light fly over my car. Don't even go through with the thought that I must have been drinking, I was not.
The cloud cover was low and this bright light was below the clouds! All the way back home the light appeared to be with me, always on the right side of the car. At one point I pulled over to have a look at it through my binoculars, but even when it looked bigger, it was still just a white light. The journey from Cardiff to home usually takes around an hour, with no hold-ups, that night it only took me 40 minutes. I've never really explained that to myself satisfactorily.

I seemed to gain time!

Getting out of the car I looked up and the light was still there. I walked quickly to my flat, drew the curtains, and went to bed. Something told me I just wanted this day over.

The next morning I visited a friend for brunch and began telling her about my experience, before I had chance to get far into the story, she interrupted me and said, 'Oh, you saw that light in the sky as well.' She proceeded to tell me that she had watched this light hang over the church for over an hour! I was relieved that someone else, who's judgment I trusted, had observed it too.

During this time I was reading about others, whoÕs lives had been affected in similar ways, on the web. It was clear that we were not the only people in the world to be contacted by something.

While looking at Lynda Moulten Howes website Earthfiles.com one evening, I glanced upon a report about spirit orbs near the crash sites, following the terrorists attacks. It showed a picture which had multiple orbs floating around head height, at a shrine in Pennsylvania, where one of the planes had come down. Many people reported having orbs in their pictures, many others reported seeing ghosts.

It was also in late February that I received an unexpected, but welcome telephone call from Orby Chance. Orby and Flash had both been playing with other bands while Shed and I had turned our attentions to recording. After two years of songwriting + recording we were ready to play live again, and it would be nice to play some favourite cover versions, and have fun with the crowds, as we had done in the past.

We met up with Orby + Flash, and realised that this had a good feeling about it. Shed and I agreed that we had missed the guys, and it was great to see them again. Orby already had some gigs lined up, and introduced us to a new agent called Dealer, who with his partner Destiny Angel, provide the lighting for gigs.
It is at this point that I feel its time to mention Mother Nature. Mother, is a long time friend of myself and Shed. She should probably have made an entrance earlier in the story but, you know, the memory thing again + its often a good idea to keep Mother waiting a bit. Patience not being her number 1 quality.

Anyway,Tuesdays were reserved for songwriting and practising new songs. It was easier, geographically speaking, if we met at Cosmo's. Mother lives just around the corner, so often when we had enough of jamming, we turned up at Mothers for coffee and inspirational chat.

It was also at this time that Jesus, Mum's son, was putting down drum tracks for some of the new songs. So we had more reason than usual to be around at Mothers. Notably, because Jesus was always late. He is one of those people who have to do something just as everyone else is about leave!!!! This thing could take five minutes or two hours!!!! No-one knows. Time to take a deep breath, He's a good drummer, so it evens out. Karma and all that.

It was at one of these late night gatherings when the conversation, inevitably it seemed, turned to the paranormal. Shed had been letting more people know elements of the information he had been given, but very few people had the whole story. I mentioned that I had seen the orb reports on the web. We began discussing what type of phenomena this was likely to be, aliens or spirits. I put my hand in my pocket and found a 35mm Kodak throwaway camera with a flash. I remembered that I had used it the day before on a visit to my aunt who was in hospital. I had only used half the film. I began to flash off pictures of the people in the room, in fact we had a laugh about it, even posing with 'imaginary' orbs.

The next day I took the camera to the local Boots chemist, handed the whole thing over, and asked for the one hour service. I collected the photoÕs after doing a little shopping and opened them as I began descending the stairs. I skimmed through the pictures, and I remember thinking 'see, no orb....' and there it was, a perfect round sphere, right in the middle of the shot. Looking closer, I could see more in the same shot. I flipped through the set with a bit more care and found orbs on approx, three quarters of the pictures taken at Mothers. This was strange, but there might be another explanation right?. Thats what I thought too, so I walked quickly back up the stairs, and asked the technician behind the counter to explain what these blemishes on the prints were. She couldn't. They printed off another copy of one of the shots. The orbs were still there. They were on the negatives too.
This was odd. There are no orbs in any of the pics taken at the hospital, only at Mothers house. The next night we met up and discussed the pictures. Everyone agreed that they were more than coincidence.

We decided to repeat the experiment. Two weeks later I bought an identical camera and we met at Mum's again. This time we were a little more scientific, and tried shots from different angles or several from the same position, you get the idea. I took them back to the same shop and this time we got even more photo's with orbs. Some containing multiple orbs in the same shot again. I have to admit, this was not what I had anticipated, I fully expected the orbs to turn out to be a fault with the camera or unusual light refractions, this was not so easy to explain.

It was at this point that something even more bizarre happened. I took the new set of pics to Sheds flat. During the evening we practised some songs and studied the pictures. This was so hard to believe. in fact I was thinking just that when something peculiar took place.

Shed has a large window that takes up most of one wall. There are two smaller windows at that end of the room also, one of which was slightly ajar. We were studying the pictures when something hit the wall to our left and made a loud dinging sound, like a bell ringing. This caused us both to look in that direction. I then became aware of a scrapping sound behind us. Shed and I turned our heads and watched a picture of Bob Dylan swing slowly from side to side, it then appeared to ripple upwards and suddenly flipped off the wall. I then felt a little breath of wind kiss my cheek, and a cassette tape flew over a pile of other tapes from the back of a shelf on the wall to our right, and landed on the floor at our feet.

Things seemed to speed up then, I saw a small dark wispy thing fly across the wall to our right, and hit a indoor T.V. antenna which was placed on a floor standing speaker, at the end of the room. The aerial vibrated at an alarming rate, and a screw that was laying on the floor sprang up four feet in the air!, hit the aerial, and made a loud pinging sound!!!!
We looked at each other, and I mumbled something about the wind. A short time later, I asked Shed if he really thought the wind had moved the things around earlier. He didn't, and neither did I. Interestingly, the tape that landed at our feet was Gospel Bob, by Dylan. A little more than coincidence I'm sure you will agree!

Tune in for the next episode of the story coming soon. Keep watching the skies!!!!!

BRICK.

Note: Some of the characters names in this story have been changed to protect their privacy.

Comments welcome. Email: brickshed.smith@virgin.net

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