Thursday, August 03, 2006
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
Friday, July 21, 2006
Insanity; doing the same things over and over again and expecting different results
Albert Einstein
First night of Blithe Spirit came and went and nobody got hurt.
Secondthired and fourth on their way... I'll let you know.
I have realised that I've forgotten what the half, the beginners and so on are all about... hey ho it'll come back to me eventually.
Oh, and I've been offered a propa gig off the back of this. In Portsmouth. HURRAY!
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Am I the only one who looks on the goings-on in the middle east with absolute bewilderment?
I mean, I understand it in a superficial sense.
But on a slightly deeper level , I have no idea just what in the hell is happening. I don't understand. I'm trying, but I just don't... And I don't know how to go about learning because the more I learn, the more confused i get...
that's all.
I mean, I understand it in a superficial sense.
But on a slightly deeper level , I have no idea just what in the hell is happening. I don't understand. I'm trying, but I just don't... And I don't know how to go about learning because the more I learn, the more confused i get...
that's all.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
The Indelicates
I love pop.
I used to really try to pretend I didn't - but I'm going to have to admit it sooner or later. At least to myself. I really love difficult music that's terribly hard work and that makes me feel everso clever - but it's probably time to come clean. Pop was my first love and I think she will probably be my last when she spits my too-old-for-that-kind-of-thing wrinkly old bum out on the pavement.
But until that day comes, allow me to introduce you to The Next Big Thing.
That's Julia, and that's Simon and between them they are two fifths of The Indelicates. Their website is here, you have two days to get tickets for their Brixton gig. Ready, set, go!
My old housemate (Martin. Who *is* properly old, and who now lives in India where he is being Too Clever for the Likes of Us and is Just Visiting) and I were talking about this band after the gig this evening, and he said that he felt like he'd just seen the main stage at Glastonbury shrunk to fit the inside of The Albert.
And that's probably the best description I've heard so far. It's a treat seeing them live, and the treat is - ta-da! a stadium-worthy band in a venue the size of a suburban living room. Go see while you can still tread on their toes. It won't be long before they're on the other side of a load of security geezahs.
And they hate the kids
And they're waiting for Pete Doherty to die...
I used to really try to pretend I didn't - but I'm going to have to admit it sooner or later. At least to myself. I really love difficult music that's terribly hard work and that makes me feel everso clever - but it's probably time to come clean. Pop was my first love and I think she will probably be my last when she spits my too-old-for-that-kind-of-thing wrinkly old bum out on the pavement.
But until that day comes, allow me to introduce you to The Next Big Thing.
That's Julia, and that's Simon and between them they are two fifths of The Indelicates. Their website is here, you have two days to get tickets for their Brixton gig. Ready, set, go!
My old housemate (Martin. Who *is* properly old, and who now lives in India where he is being Too Clever for the Likes of Us and is Just Visiting) and I were talking about this band after the gig this evening, and he said that he felt like he'd just seen the main stage at Glastonbury shrunk to fit the inside of The Albert.
And that's probably the best description I've heard so far. It's a treat seeing them live, and the treat is - ta-da! a stadium-worthy band in a venue the size of a suburban living room. Go see while you can still tread on their toes. It won't be long before they're on the other side of a load of security geezahs.
And they hate the kids
And they're waiting for Pete Doherty to die...