Happy May Day! Respect to those of you who stayed out all
night in the rain. I got caught in a thunderstorm on the way home from the pub
and a friendly milkman gave me a lift. A real milkman in a real milkfloat.
Soaked in nostalgia I almost starting singing Doris Day into a gold top as the rain poured down.
But not even a bit of rain can break my mood this week. I
had a great day in the studio on Sunday recording my guitar parts for the
Martyrs' album. Tom came along to spur me on but instead spent the day swimming
in tea and lamenting his hangover. We decided to celebrate the day's success by
heading down to the O2 to see Blood Red Shoes, who somehow I'd never heard of.
I had to slap Tom for not telling me about these guys sooner…AMAZING!
Their set up is minimal: drums, guitar, and 2 vocals. But
their sound is huge. They can really play. And sing. And basically do
everything to the point at which, while you’re watching them, you feel sick
with wonder and envy and realise that these things might be possible if
you just spent a little more time practicing the guitar and a little less time
watching Come Dine With Me. Godammit! Then I saw that ‘Lover’ had
received a great review in Nightshift and Karma had been playing its part. Last
week I fell off my bike, this week I got a good review. The balance is
restored.
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