Newsflash!
**drops donut**
Who am I kidding, no one reads this for news. Do you even know how to set up a feed? I thought not. Sometimes I wonder why I bother. Shall I just send you an email? Ok, I'll do that.
The news is, I'm playing a short set at the Electroacoustic Club's Easter Egg! Don't come for me, I'm only doing a few songs, come for all of the other acts. It should be a good one.
Monday, April 10, 2006
Big Note at the Red Room, Picadilly
My first gig at the Red Room, really nice space. Unfortunately I ducked out for Chinese after my set because I was absolutely ravenous. My hunger made me go all blurry.
Man, that salt and pepper squid/salt and pepper spare ribs/spring roll/char sui noodles in soup went down well. I wanted duck but they didn't have any! We laughed. tI've got a quiet couple of weeks before my next gig on the 25th so I might put my feet up and eat some donuts*. I've realised it coincides with Songs in The Dark, which I've been meaning to get to for about four months but some minor catastrophe (forgetting, depression, dinner date) always intervenes. I feel like a massive loser. Everyone should probably go to SITD rather than my gig. Unless you live in Greenwich.
*God, that's a romanticized version of my life! 30% of my time will be spent working in an office, 10% travelling, 20% eating, 20% passing through turbulent vistas of acute anxiety in the search for a decent song, 10% swearing, 9% misc (washing, thinking about climate change, etc) and about 1% writing, recording, practicing and being vaguely happy with any material. Oh, that's not including sleep time
Man, that salt and pepper squid/salt and pepper spare ribs/spring roll/char sui noodles in soup went down well. I wanted duck but they didn't have any! We laughed. tI've got a quiet couple of weeks before my next gig on the 25th so I might put my feet up and eat some donuts*. I've realised it coincides with Songs in The Dark, which I've been meaning to get to for about four months but some minor catastrophe (forgetting, depression, dinner date) always intervenes. I feel like a massive loser. Everyone should probably go to SITD rather than my gig. Unless you live in Greenwich.
*God, that's a romanticized version of my life! 30% of my time will be spent working in an office, 10% travelling, 20% eating, 20% passing through turbulent vistas of acute anxiety in the search for a decent song, 10% swearing, 9% misc (washing, thinking about climate change, etc) and about 1% writing, recording, practicing and being vaguely happy with any material. Oh, that's not including sleep time
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Another review
I found this one by accident! They also seem to quite like me/The Ladies.
"...a collection of subtle semi-acoustic tracks set against his sombre, gently-swooping voice. ‘Worse’ almost recalls the uncluttered sonic distance to some of Jose Gonzales' self-penned work, with a bossanova twitchiness and a lilt to his voice a tiny bit reminiscent of Rufus Wainwright in places. Standout ‘Nightmare #6’ works best though, casually shifting up an understated gear into something fierier and more poised halfway through, before falling into unsettled drones of feedback..."
You can read the full review here.
Oh, here is the gist of the Russell review.
"...the music itself falls into two categories, jazzy sounding loveliness and wailing oddities. In the former section we have 'Worse', all Thom Yorke mumbled vocals and tropicalia rhythms and the Lambchop like 'Spider'. 'Nightmare no 6' and 'I Promised Myself I Wouldn't Cry' fall into the latter..."
Weirdly, he hates the tracks the other dude liked the bestest. Critics, eh? And mumbled? H' shol hi ma spik...
"...a collection of subtle semi-acoustic tracks set against his sombre, gently-swooping voice. ‘Worse’ almost recalls the uncluttered sonic distance to some of Jose Gonzales' self-penned work, with a bossanova twitchiness and a lilt to his voice a tiny bit reminiscent of Rufus Wainwright in places. Standout ‘Nightmare #6’ works best though, casually shifting up an understated gear into something fierier and more poised halfway through, before falling into unsettled drones of feedback..."
You can read the full review here.
Oh, here is the gist of the Russell review.
"...the music itself falls into two categories, jazzy sounding loveliness and wailing oddities. In the former section we have 'Worse', all Thom Yorke mumbled vocals and tropicalia rhythms and the Lambchop like 'Spider'. 'Nightmare no 6' and 'I Promised Myself I Wouldn't Cry' fall into the latter..."
Weirdly, he hates the tracks the other dude liked the bestest. Critics, eh? And mumbled? H' shol hi ma spik...
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