The EP Dave Barbarossa and I wrote is out tomorrow, on iTunes. It consists of only 3 tracks.
I would also like to write more but time is not on my side. It’s mainly spent working in my day job and I need to finish off the project I started with Mark all that time ago. I have also been writing with a great writer called Dylan Freed and Geppi in Italy. Everything I do has a completely different feel.
It would be wonderful to perform again as we had a great time supporting the fantastic Lene Lovich ….I just don’t know at the moment.
I sort of have a deadline to aim for which is interlinked with my living situation and many other things besides. I’m not interested in money but the investment that is needed to actually do music is something akin to the hunger or thirst of a gambler that can’t be quenched. I keep thinking ‘yes I will do just one more track and record it to the highest level I can’ but each time it wipes my finances out. There’s a whole in my bucket dear Liza.
By the way what happened to these? What a great way to collect for charity why were they phased out? Or are they a bit creepy? I’m not sure now.
I was incredibly lucky in the past to have recorded 3 albums for free with David Baron. This is unheard of by most people and I am incredibly thankful and grateful to have had this opportunity and in many ways feel like I have let him down were it not for the fact he is doing incredibly well! One track he co-wrote and produced has topped the iTunes Charts and the album with Simi Stone, amongst others he has done recently, is excellent.
Anyway, back to August and holidays.
There’s a lot of tragedy in the news of late and at times it gets too much.
I spent most of this weekend in bed reading for once ( I forgot I was supposed to be going to a gig to see the very talented Kirsten Morrison who played keys with Lene Lovich but also had been special guest with Peter Murphy back in 2009). Her music is extraordinary and I was gutted. I was tired and I decided to stop for once; Stop recording, stop writing, stop doing my accounts and stop looking at my diary (hum). Stop. I pretended I was on the beach. I finished a book a biography about an addict and Sean Hughes book of poems ‘My Struggle to be decent and Poems of Sadness and Light’, which was, along with his show last night, excellent. I particularly like his stories about his pets.
I often take my boss’s dog out for a walk called Whiskers. He is a Border Collie. He is so intelligent that not only does he open doors but he actually (I have seen this) closes them too behind him. I am very fond of Whiskers and I wonder if deep down he realises, despite all the love he gets, that something is missing. Ultimately that something is sheep.
I also love watching late night television, which is a really bad habit.
I only start watching TV very late. I switch from the news to BBC4 programmes. On mind recently was one about the Buddhist Sherpas in Nepal near to Mount Everest who act as guides for climbers up Everest no matter the cost (16 were killed in June of this year) and last night the incredible tribes in Borneo trying to get honey from 40m in the trees. Elephants are used to cart logs across dense jungle as no mechanical vehicle would get through and just how delicately they manage with almost ballet feet is remarkable.
When I think of the world and see such programmes as this, it does remind me how immensely large and untouched it is and god knows what the future holds but it is beautiful. Mankind will always create civil wars and fight each other I believe destruction is part of the human condition no matter the intricacies. I lit a candle on 4th August for ‘Lights Out’ lest we should ever forget….
As I wandered about town last week I thought how lucky I am even when a guy literally spluttered a mouthful of beer in my face at a pub near the Oval (first day of the Test), saw an Indie band called Pink Cigars hanging out at the Portobello Gold and longed for the old days, met Barry Lategan world famous photographer at the Chelsea Arts Club and imagined days before I was born. I saw my friend Petra for a mesmerising film called ‘Boyhood’. She set up something called Kerb which is delicious food markets at various sites around London. If I keep my head down I will be fine by my rescheduled holiday in late September and might even be able to visit her in New Orleans when she goes.
You can buy the EP ‘Crossroads’ by clicking on the home page for a hard copy. It includes various bits of ephemera and if you want ‘Good Fortune, Bad Weather’ included let me know. All of these images were found in the attic where I live.
You will also find it on iTunes by clicking here from Monday 18th August.