Apologies/Updates/Blah…

Agh, wouldn’t you know it. Just when I finally got some time to work out some new blogposts, blogger went down for 24 hours. Anyway, that’s no excuse, I haven’t posted for bloody weeks.

Needless to say: life since Easter has been pretty manic. Some of that has been good (hanging out with The Sock Puppets at Trev’s Oddbox weekender, seeing great sets from One Fathom Down and The Wendy Darlings and Horowtiz and discovering The Choo Choo Trains, who are a lot better than their name suggests, and playing records and dancing ‘til the venue politely asked us to get going – that was all brilliant), and some less good (job is bugging me, accommodation situation after next few months is still pretty uncertain), but, uh, yeah – net result is no action here. I had some posts queued up for my other blog, but no such luck with the music stuff I’m afraid.

This is particularly annoying, because one of my priorities over Easter was to try to find time to write about some of the many, many fine albums I’ve heard this year that deserve to be written about, some of which their makers were even nice enough to send me copies of after I expressed an interest. No time; didn’t happen. Urgh.

So anyway, that leads us to a couple of announcements:

1. The flyer above should be pretty self-explanatory. COME ONE, COME ALL. It’s the aforementioned Trev, and Carys from The Give It Ups and myself, and we’ll all be playing some fucking brilliant shit, if I do say so myself. No requests, unless a)I like it anyway and b)it’s good for dancing. (Pet peeve: you wouldn’t believe the number of tunes people usually play at indie-discos that have NO BEAT, just so that fans of the band in question can cheer cos they recognise it and then sorta shuffle round dolefully for four minutes trying to find the rhythm section – none of that in my set thanks, although maybe the others will be more flexible…). Er.. well anyway, half-finished website with a probably incomplete round-up of what he played last Sunday can be found here. The venue has a high ceiling, so pogoing is mandatory. As much Ramones and derivations thereof as is necessary will be deployed in aid of this.

2. ALBUM CATCH-UP: As mentioned above, I’m really gonna blitz it this weekend to try to pay tribute in words to some of the LP-length things that have been pleasing me of recent. Watch this space.

Labels: apologies, lameness, self promotion