Hello world.
I've been meaning to write for a while, and now the urge has overwhelmed me to the point where fingers are moving (slowly) across a keyboard somewhere in the English countryside, a secret location like the bat cave.
Updates updates.
On Saturday (4th March) we had a photo session around Islington with Stu's friend the lovely Zarah. She was unbelievably patient and humoured us for nigh on 3 hours as we mucked around the streets until we got cold then went to the pub. Photos should therefore be appearing on the site soon.
Hard to get excited about us having our photos taken? It is isn't it? It's not very exciting but it has to be done (I have been nagging for a while, ironic as I have once more confirmed my status as least photogenic band member, a state of affairs I am more than happy with!).
Highlight was us standing next to loads of rubbish and Stu wearing a t-shirt with a teddy bear on it that we abused him for repeatedly. To the point where I almost felt bad about it, but then thought, 'fuck it, he's a grown man with a teddy bear t-shirt', and got over it.
I could probably post some up on this blog, but I'll leave you all in suspense. (Wooooo...)
So anyway, we played last night at Pop and I had a really good time! We debuted 3 songs (which all went well I thought, pushing the edge with some experimental shit which is a far sight more than anyone else was doing at Pop last night. Apart from this one solo guy who went into a crazy solo for like 3 minutes and almost fell over. He was crazy) and also I unveiled a new guitar which coped admirably with the rock-based demands I placed upon it during those tense, sweaty minutes.
We all felt like aliens, but we're used to that now. Well I know I am anyway.
I had decided to give up drinking on Sunday in order to try and lose weight, but only remembered this after I'd already had two pints of Kronenberg! I did repent after that though, I only had one more!
Oh yeah, and I made a friend on the tube who clocked my Happy Attack T-shirt and knows Dave from the band! That was cool, I was gutted I missed their show on Sunday but couldn't convince anyone to go with me and was knackered anyway...
It's all about the 23rd... I'm going to get some tickets and bully people into coming!
Everyone in the world has to stop whatever they're doing and get themselves to the Bull & Gate in Kentish Town on Saturday night to witness the unveiling of Jamie in his new band. It will be an event to be seen at with all the glitterati bound to be there. Me and Bill are gonna be there, and there might be a sneaky Stu sighting? Rumours remain unconfirmed. The mighty Jack from the short-lived but masterful Apologists is also mulling over making an appearance. There will be beer on the carpets and in glasses. It will be grand!
See you down there...!
I've been meaning to write for a while, and now the urge has overwhelmed me to the point where fingers are moving (slowly) across a keyboard somewhere in the English countryside, a secret location like the bat cave.
Updates updates.
On Saturday (4th March) we had a photo session around Islington with Stu's friend the lovely Zarah. She was unbelievably patient and humoured us for nigh on 3 hours as we mucked around the streets until we got cold then went to the pub. Photos should therefore be appearing on the site soon.
Hard to get excited about us having our photos taken? It is isn't it? It's not very exciting but it has to be done (I have been nagging for a while, ironic as I have once more confirmed my status as least photogenic band member, a state of affairs I am more than happy with!).
Highlight was us standing next to loads of rubbish and Stu wearing a t-shirt with a teddy bear on it that we abused him for repeatedly. To the point where I almost felt bad about it, but then thought, 'fuck it, he's a grown man with a teddy bear t-shirt', and got over it.
I could probably post some up on this blog, but I'll leave you all in suspense. (Wooooo...)
So anyway, we played last night at Pop and I had a really good time! We debuted 3 songs (which all went well I thought, pushing the edge with some experimental shit which is a far sight more than anyone else was doing at Pop last night. Apart from this one solo guy who went into a crazy solo for like 3 minutes and almost fell over. He was crazy) and also I unveiled a new guitar which coped admirably with the rock-based demands I placed upon it during those tense, sweaty minutes.
We all felt like aliens, but we're used to that now. Well I know I am anyway.
I had decided to give up drinking on Sunday in order to try and lose weight, but only remembered this after I'd already had two pints of Kronenberg! I did repent after that though, I only had one more!
Oh yeah, and I made a friend on the tube who clocked my Happy Attack T-shirt and knows Dave from the band! That was cool, I was gutted I missed their show on Sunday but couldn't convince anyone to go with me and was knackered anyway...
It's all about the 23rd... I'm going to get some tickets and bully people into coming!
Everyone in the world has to stop whatever they're doing and get themselves to the Bull & Gate in Kentish Town on Saturday night to witness the unveiling of Jamie in his new band. It will be an event to be seen at with all the glitterati bound to be there. Me and Bill are gonna be there, and there might be a sneaky Stu sighting? Rumours remain unconfirmed. The mighty Jack from the short-lived but masterful Apologists is also mulling over making an appearance. There will be beer on the carpets and in glasses. It will be grand!
See you down there...!
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