Hello everyone,
I know you’re all dying for more mundane updates on the gradual progress of our forthcoming EP, but unfortunately this time I have little to share. To compensate here is a nice picture:
It’s of a cow living it up in the field behind the studio we we’re recording in. Note the dirt jumps in the background – never before has a recording session been so threatened by a producer’s desire for motocross.
Anyway, last saturday we played a headline slot at Tommy Flynn’s. That’s right. We are the bigtime. And as it turned out it was most enjoyable. It’s always refreshing to be booked by a promoter who isn’t a twat, as opposed to the usual crop of cynical money grabbers more likely to be found harrassing punters for their hard earned coin than actually listening to the band they’ve booked.
Yeah yeah yeah, I hear you, promoters need to earn a living too, whatEVER.
But rather than acting like so many promoters we have encountered, the guy in charge of the night was always on hand to get us another drink and have a chat. And when a promoter seems to be actually trying to get you pissed, instead of fobbing you off with a couple of beer vouchers to share, you know you’re on to a winner. It is behaviour such as this that makes us warm to a night, and it’s much easier to enjoy a gig when you feel valued in some way. Tommy Flynn’s also has a full backline available (drums and amps) which, as readers of the previous blog will be aware, is a very welcome addition. So cheers to Dan for making the effort, and thanks to those who came down (the dancers at the front get a special mention), it was fun.
Another gig I attended this week was the one and only performance by much hyped act Venison. I had managed to acquire tickets somehow (much to the annoyance of other band members, who insist they didn’t even want to go…) and so come Wednesday was at a packed Dingwalls in Camden, bopping along to all the hits in the sweltering heat like some sort of crazed teenager. It was, to be sure, fucking excellent. Here is a video I took. The visuals are shit, but the audio will give you some idea of what it was like:
nice.
I am off on my hols this week, but will be back in time to do a special gig at the Old Blue Last on the 23rd where, following a screening of the England Match, there will be an acoustic set by ourselves (featuring some totally badass double bass action) and then full sets by two awesome bands: THE SHUTES and EIGHT LEGS. It’s free so be sure not to miss it. http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/event.php?eid=121362857885663&index=1
In other news:
- Tom’s finger wound has now more or less healed. He is quoted as saying that the level of discomfort is no more than the feeling of ‘a small pencil pressing into your finger’. Good.
- There is no news on the state of Ben’s weird palm bruise.
- *Slightly shit celeb spotting update*- I saw the drummer from coldplay entering Dingwalls to see Venison (oh ok, the strokes). He was on the guestlist, the fucker.
Cool, see you at a gig
Sean
