This weekend sees the launch of my new web site and i want to thank Steve for being so great in taking the time to build such a reflective site. From here on in i hope to reveal the build up to the Squeeze show at the Royal Albert Hall, the updates on the new […]
This is not where i live, but if i did i would play my guitar outside in the street.
all in love is fair…. Ground for coffee is always a good start to my day then it was all boxes, all boxes, but i feel better today, i have no option in life than to let the wind tell me my thoughts. A meeting tonight and some Thai, saw my boy Riley, he looks […]
A day off, in the bus driving to Seattle, it seemed to zoom by. I had my first Subway sandwich, not sure what I thought about that, practical springs to mind. On the crew bus everyone piles into the back room to play music and smoke what smells like old slippers, it’s a strong pungent […]
Playing a beer festival is not my idea of a proper show in Toronto and I was right, there was a small but happy crowd and a park full of people walking from tent to tent in search of the good stuff, the amber nectar and the brewers droop. No production, we looked cheap, but […]
Jet lag is a curse, im up its 4am and i cant sleep, but im home. Being home is so final, one day you have lovely fans around you the next you are in your room with only seagulls to shout for you, they drive me nuts. If i had a gun. Im going to […]
Seagulls, shower curtains in hotel rooms, cats with no homes. People screaming at kids on the street, egg fried rice. White socks and white shorts on men. Ladies in running clothes while shopping, cars with bird poo on them. Chips on the beach. Hangovers and the smell of lager. Empty chairs. Bumps in the sky. […]
The last night of the tour, from the stage it looked like Guilfest, but not quite lots of people and emotions were high. The dressing rooms were, very sparse, it all seemed like a show in a park, and it was. Thank you to Grace who did a fantastic job of getting us clothed in […]
If you were thinking the M25 was bad for traffic think again, 5 hours to do 80 miles. JB slept most of the way, in my car, which he always does, i like the sound of a man snoring, its heaven. The gig was in a casino, a small theatre called the Bears Den. I […]
As if i we needed one, but we had one anyway. I went around the shops and bought some gifts, emailed, eat food, after having such a bad nights sleep i lost it and turned in. Losing it is ok, its like shedding a skin. The going home, the music facing the embryo of a […]