'Baby Jesus, born to rock!'

Howdy,

It's Le Singer dropping an entry in good Christmas spirits..

First off, cheers to everyone who came down to the Dublin Castle (possibly my favourite venue we have played in London.. it’s all about the protruding part of the stage, it just invites you to jump on..), I thought there was a good atmosphere to the place and despite an unplanned acoustic interlude (people shouldn’t bring faulty amps to gigs, especially if they are equipment sharing!) which consisted of me playing Hangman’s Hood on my own, we were pretty happy. I would have like to have played for longer, but isn’t that always the case?.. It was good to play knowing that we want to banish a few songs for a while.. so that might be the last time anyone hears a few.. I would put up pictures but the blog isn't liking it.. nevermind.

We’ve talked a lot as a band about what’s next for us and I’m really excited about this year. I will be writing absolutely shitloads of songs over Christmas to go with the other new ones that we are working on/going to be working on soon. I just love the whole process of developing a song with the band, you end up being jealous of bands that are being paid to do it. I think my lack of access to a piano might shape the new material.. the next couple of songs that I want us to work on are all quite different, and I think they all have potential to give us the proverbial ‘set selection problems’ that you want to have.. ideally we want to be like a football team with lots of internationals (Escape Trick?) and a few youth players that are playing well (You Are A Spark?) and a couple of experienced veterans (Party Trick! Ha! Ha! The John Wark of the set..). You want to be able to rock in a variety of ways I reckon, so that you can put your best team out for the big games..

I guess this will be my last post here before Christmas and new year so I would just like to say thanks to everyone who supports us in what we are doing, we love you. Be it the extended Pearly family of friends and loved ones, friends we have made through music or message boards or people we don’t know who are just into the band, you inspire us greatly so thanks.

This year we intend to get better, write and record better songs and make the Pearly machine a force to be reckoned with in order to rock as many peoples worlds as possible.. that way, all the people mentioned above will be able to wear their limited edition ‘Pearly – I knew them when they were shit’ t-shirts (Cheers Jamie again!) with pride.

Have a bitchin’ Christmas.

WFA

Just got back from a short stay in Birmingham for the NICE Conference. They gave me a free bag which I was very pleased with seeing as I'd left mine in the cloakroom and had nowhere to put all my freebies! Alex has branded it 'brutto' so I shall make sure to use it as much as possible.

Best freebie of the conference: a squishy stress-relieving-style caplet courtesy of the MHRA. Thanks guys!

Anyway, the last (and only other) time I was in Birmingham was in February for the tour and I wasn't too enamoured with the place then. This time though I liked it better, there was a German Christmas market going on near the conference selling all sorts of christmassy things and food. They had a make-shift pub set up selling draught beer and mulled wine, so I had a hog roast and beer for lunch standing in the cold square with all the lights. Very Christmassy!

So that was the best thing that happened to me this week.

Tomorrow I'm off to Naples for a bit, will remember to come back for the gig on Thursday though! I've got my work Xmas lunch before so I might be a bit merry by the time we take the stage. It's going to be a good gig, I can feel it..!

Anyway, a bit of a story-telling blog today. And why not? Need to pop into town now to get some euros and get Alex's shoes re-heeled. We've got a wedding to go to apparently...

Hmmm...

Ever get the feeling you're somewhere you're not supposed to be?
Ever get the feeling that you're living someone else's life, in someone else's place?

These last couple of days I have felt this way.
Or perhaps more accurately, like I've fulfilled some form of function and now have to move on. I'm now looking for signs that there's going to be anything lasting resulting from this recent period of upheaval. In a lot of ways, I feel like I'm slowly waking up from a dream. Lots of memories but all of them becoming less tangible.

I don't feel bad about it, but it's a bit disconcerting.
Everything feels like it's made of paper and about to blow away or crumple in the rain.

I hope this makes sense to someone. I now feel I'm waiting to be found out.

Stepping back to observe, see what happens next. Becoming ever more detached from events.

That sort of thing.

Anyway, felt like writing it down! Maybe I shall write more later.

All a bit quiet - I'm sure its not my turn to write one of these things, but I'm bored of looking at the same post.

But I will say this though. Not much happening is there? in fact, I'd probably go as far to say that its a bit dead. Bugger me with a six foot long poisoned dart.

So I had mash for dinner last night with some mushroom...things, not sure. Quite nice. Then I had a shower then went to bed to keep warm. Its what I do - I like the routine you see.

Today I have to go to a maths class and then an english class then - ooh, I get to go home early as all the tutors are off sick. I like that very much. I don't know what I'll do when I get home - probably have some lasagne, then have a shower, then maybe bed. I don't know. Its not set in stone, its just a routine isn't it? yep. saaaaaaame old saaaaaaame old.

HURRY UP YOU FUCKERS AND WRITE SOMETHING QUICK, COZ I WILL BE BACK TO WRITE MORE OF THIS DRIVEL.

There you go. Point made.

Ta ra