Yes, we know. We’re shit at the internet. But the quieter we are online, the more absorbed we are IRL. We’ve kicked off the year polishing up a track that’s been lying around for some time. Since My House Burned Down is our first release with Valentine Records & will be featured on the label’s 10-year anniversary release in early April. Plans are also afoot for a pre-launch...
Photos: Nobody really wanted to, but we found a quiet corner of town and did it anyway.
There were hundreds of dirty needles under the railway arch where we took the pictures.
After that we met Terry Christian’s barber in The Briton’s Protection.
THREE days after returning from the heart of the panopticon and my feet just about touch profane ground again….
Anyone who’s ever had the epiphany, even for a brief moment, that we are the universe regarding itself, the Godhead staring deliriously at its own minaret-weaving hand, thinking: ‘trippy,’ could only have this wonderful notion reinforced at We Are All Trees, Fell Foot Wood.
Just back from a vocal recording session with John Tatlock of mobile recording studio, The Box. We’ve been working together on the Minor Characters project for Liverpool International Music Festival and The Quietus, which will see us join the likes of Luke Abbott, East India Youth and others on a mini release celebrating the lives of fiction’s part players.
Recording got underway...
The list of bands we’ve been compared to is pretty long, bizarre and disparate.
I’m going to add to this as and when they come:
Ned’s Atomic Dustbin
The Crazy World of Arthur Brown
The Edgar Broughton Band
Salford Media City
Pass the line of smart-casual Hawaiians queuing up for £19 cocktails and Bronski Beat nostalgia at Hula Bar. Nobody needs that. Go down the alley instead (it’s safe – I promise,) to Kraak where a parade of odd creatures expressed themselves in all kinds of subversive ways at the Manchester Cunning Folk Festival.
Didn’t hear much folk. Poetry from Paradox’s poets....