I am SO tired. Three gigs in two nights and a LONG day in London doing the other stuff.
Blackbud did the Fleece justice (sorry I missed Clumsy! Argh!) on Monday with the Francos in able support.
Tuesday kicked off with the Cuban 'Eels on an all-Bristle show up at the Anson Rooms followed by the overnight success that will have been (huh?) Fortune Drive (who I first saw being supported by Clumsy, so closing the circle!)
Not putting the others down as they all put on great shows, but it was fantastic to see FD clearly pumped by their first gig in a while and with two LA showcases in the offing turn up their usual high enery levels to near-11 levels.
Oh, I've got some nice pics from Mon and Tues. Russ Cuban is definitely babe of the week though!
Eight more gigs 'till Monsters of ROCK!
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Friday, April 07, 2006
Banging music of the day
Check Nomo. Absolutely brilliant Jazzy Afro beat kinda thing. Found whilst trolling through one gigabyte of SXSW sampler!
Friday, March 31, 2006
Thursday, March 16, 2006
1000 free songs for your iPod?
This year's SXSW conference has made a huge amount of music freely downloadable.
Share and enjoy!
This year's SXSW conference has made a huge amount of music freely downloadable.
Share and enjoy!
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Art statements, Pitchfork, and fancypants analysis
This amused me. Since "becoming a photographer" I've been extremely wary of trying to elevate what I do to the level of "art". Sure there's the learning of the craft of lighting, all the nooks and crannies of the settings on the camera and all the post-shoot stuff and working with the subject. But is it art? Not my problem! I'll do the work to the best of my ability but it's up to someone else to elevate it.
I take my cue from Jean-Loup Sieff: do it for the love of it. Everything else follows.
This amused me. Since "becoming a photographer" I've been extremely wary of trying to elevate what I do to the level of "art". Sure there's the learning of the craft of lighting, all the nooks and crannies of the settings on the camera and all the post-shoot stuff and working with the subject. But is it art? Not my problem! I'll do the work to the best of my ability but it's up to someone else to elevate it.
I take my cue from Jean-Loup Sieff: do it for the love of it. Everything else follows.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Gingered Spam salad?
Interesting. The google ad on my gmail spam page:
http://www.recipesource.com/main-dishes/meat/pork/spam/gingered-salad1.html
Interesting. The google ad on my gmail spam page:
http://www.recipesource.com/main-dishes/meat/pork/spam/gingered-salad1.html
Thursday, January 19, 2006
It's The Wrong Bradford, Gromit!
My train pain this evening paled into comparison with the poor lady sitting at Bradford-on-Avon train station. Having arrived at Waterloo Eurostar terminal from Guadeloupe via Paris and asked for "the train to Bradford", she was put on the train to a Bradford, just not the Bradford. Worse still, she was then told to go to Bristol where via the legendary Virgin Cross Country and a couple of dodgy changes in Manchester, she might just have reached Bradford at half past midnight. A few clicks on the Nation Rail website demonstrated that going from Bath to London then from Kings Cross northwards would have been quicker and with better fallbacks if there were delays.
I hope she complains and gets both a grovelling apology and compensation.
My train pain this evening paled into comparison with the poor lady sitting at Bradford-on-Avon train station. Having arrived at Waterloo Eurostar terminal from Guadeloupe via Paris and asked for "the train to Bradford", she was put on the train to a Bradford, just not the Bradford. Worse still, she was then told to go to Bristol where via the legendary Virgin Cross Country and a couple of dodgy changes in Manchester, she might just have reached Bradford at half past midnight. A few clicks on the Nation Rail website demonstrated that going from Bath to London then from Kings Cross northwards would have been quicker and with better fallbacks if there were delays.
I hope she complains and gets both a grovelling apology and compensation.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
To the lovely young lady currently doing "email marketing" but wanting to be an epidemiologist, who I met on the Central line tonight, heading West, with the tray of mince pies (which she shared freely) on her way to another pub quiz, the word I was trying to think of was "Bioinformatics".
This was a public surreality message.
This was a public surreality message.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Grand Rose Band at Dirty South, Lewisham.
I've seen these guys a couple of times and have a few of their tracks on my iPod and they Rock! It was the most bizarre gig in the back of a pub, but it's the pub where Kate Bush once served, so that's all right then!
I've seen these guys a couple of times and have a few of their tracks on my iPod and they Rock! It was the most bizarre gig in the back of a pub, but it's the pub where Kate Bush once served, so that's all right then!
Quireboys and Planet of Women at the Mean Fiddler
Great show ladies and gents, lots of pictures on my flickr account. But sometimes you just take the picture that's The One:
Great show ladies and gents, lots of pictures on my flickr account. But sometimes you just take the picture that's The One:
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Quireboys at The Fleece, Bristol (again)
You'd have though that after twenty years in which they'd played tens
of thousands of people in stadiums and festivals all round the world
that playing to a couple of hundred people in a pokey club in Bristol
would be a chore. Not a bit of it! They blasted through the set with
two encored. Keith tucked away at the back, Pip rock solid as always
and the front guys, Spike, Guy and Paul jumping around as much as the
confines of the Fleece's stage allows.
Afterwards, the guys were really up as Big Things are on the point of
happening again.
Looking forward to the recording of the DVD at the Mean Fiddler on
Friday!
You'd have though that after twenty years in which they'd played tens
of thousands of people in stadiums and festivals all round the world
that playing to a couple of hundred people in a pokey club in Bristol
would be a chore. Not a bit of it! They blasted through the set with
two encored. Keith tucked away at the back, Pip rock solid as always
and the front guys, Spike, Guy and Paul jumping around as much as the
confines of the Fleece's stage allows.
Afterwards, the guys were really up as Big Things are on the point of
happening again.
Looking forward to the recording of the DVD at the Mean Fiddler on
Friday!
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Oh, dear...
| You Are a Henna Gaijin! |
 You're not Japanese, but you wish you were! You can use chopsticks with your eyes closed, and you've memorized hundreds of Kanji. You even answer your phone "moshi moshi." While the number of anime videos you've seen is way higher than the number of dates you've been on, there's hope. Play the sexy, mysterous gaijin, and you'll have plenty of Japanese meat. |
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Blackbud and Fortune Drive at Moles in Bath.
Having been in a bit of a gig drought pretty much since pigging out at Donnington, I was looking forward to seeing the lovely Blackbud in London this week. Unfortunately, I got called away just as they were about to go on and while the Barfly was briefly hit by a power cut andtoo!
However, they also played Moles in Bath last night so we trolled along to have a good chill. But! It turned out that Fortune Drive were supporting. I'd seen them in Bristol about 18 months ago supporting (or being supported by?!) the lovely Clumsy lads. They were OK, but nothing to write home about.
What a difference a year makes! Last night they were tight, raucous, edgy and downright confident. Their songwriting craft has also taken a major leap forward pulling out every trick to get and keep the audience on their side: tempo changes, dead stops, vocal hooks, the lot. Excellent!
Blackbud's homecoming is always good. Is it really only two years since these callow youths won the battle of the bands there? Moles was compeltely rammed, seemingly with adoring young ladies muttering "I was at school with them you know"! We weren't disappointed. Old songs, new songs, slow songs breaking unexpectedly into longer, faster jams, strains of, dare I say it, Dire Straits, a drum fill nicked from Deep Purple, shades of Stone Roses, Pink Floyd but all mashed into Blackbud's unique style.
Nice.
Having been in a bit of a gig drought pretty much since pigging out at Donnington, I was looking forward to seeing the lovely Blackbud in London this week. Unfortunately, I got called away just as they were about to go on and while the Barfly was briefly hit by a power cut andtoo!
However, they also played Moles in Bath last night so we trolled along to have a good chill. But! It turned out that Fortune Drive were supporting. I'd seen them in Bristol about 18 months ago supporting (or being supported by?!) the lovely Clumsy lads. They were OK, but nothing to write home about.
What a difference a year makes! Last night they were tight, raucous, edgy and downright confident. Their songwriting craft has also taken a major leap forward pulling out every trick to get and keep the audience on their side: tempo changes, dead stops, vocal hooks, the lot. Excellent!
Blackbud's homecoming is always good. Is it really only two years since these callow youths won the battle of the bands there? Moles was compeltely rammed, seemingly with adoring young ladies muttering "I was at school with them you know"! We weren't disappointed. Old songs, new songs, slow songs breaking unexpectedly into longer, faster jams, strains of, dare I say it, Dire Straits, a drum fill nicked from Deep Purple, shades of Stone Roses, Pink Floyd but all mashed into Blackbud's unique style.
Nice.
Saturday, November 05, 2005
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