April seems like a culmination of a few deadly months. It feels like a wave just systematically took away part of our childhood.
I am very pleased to say on our label Halcyon Records and my dear friend and at times collaborator Anthony Phillips and James Collins we are releasing a track called ‘Halcyon Days (Days to Remember)’ in about four weeks’ time for digital download through Cherry Red. Rune Ness who has done the most stunning videos for me in the past, now on Vevo, is doing a film for the song and it looks great. You can see the stills at www.halyconrecords.co.uk.
I can’t remember the last time I picked up my guitar. I miss those hazy, lazy, crazy days when the summers went on for ages.
I’m also releasing on May 20 another track on Claps Records called ‘Hungry’. The track by the fantastic Italian Tartana based DJ Giacomo Donati features myself on vocals. Keep an eye out for it. So pleased to be releasing these tracks on Claps Records. It’s a completely different sound for me.
My hope is when me and Mark’s album comes out in the Autumn (fingers crossed!) I will perform a little again. I have, instead spent more time creating films (which he hasn’t seen and will probably tell me he doesn’t like but since January he’s not be around much so I’ve proceeded without him!)
They are personal and haven’t cost a penny except for some old transfer of 16mm film because they are all made by me and I’m free (!!) I’ve been grappling with Final Cut in a very basic way. More time has been spent thinking about the films as ideas do not come so easily. I have been collecting footage for quite some time. I’ve done about five now.
I turn to April which is now ending.
I’ve created my own deadline. Perhaps that’s what I should do every month. Above are some of the things I bought off Cliff under the Westway who pointed out that Fiona Hawthorne had done a sketch of him so I went looking for it down the Portobello Road. I found it.
He didn’t mind me taking a photo of him one Sunday morning. He’s not on the internet so if you are interested in magazine ephemera he is there only on Sundays. I just can’t get over what great things I find down there.
Here are some rather weird images I have found recently at the Bloomsbury Postcard Fair.
This is great this postcard…
I just can’t believe what beautiful things we used to create on paper.
I saw Jah Wobble at the Dingwalls with Mark and BJ Cole who did an album with him some years ago. I have seen BJ Cole play a number of times. He’s a legend but he wasn’t playing that night. It brought back memories of my support gig for Peter Murphy at that venue some years ago. Jah Wobble was fantastic. Never had I fully understood the power of the bass until that gig.
The Dingwalls seemed so clean. I remember watching The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster and Black Rebel Motorcycle Club in what I imagine was a smoky filled dive that stank of beer and reefa outside. Last week the venue was packed with young guys probably every bass player in London and the familiar balding heads of blokes who never forget their heroes ….
I also went to see Rich Hall who, whilst picking out members of the audience, found out that the guy at the front who was seated on his own (cause his mate couldn’t make it) was a Mojo Magazine journalist. He was excellent as he always is and what a great band so I hope he wrote a great review!
I spent a lot of my twenties in the bars. Even though I was in a band, I wasted a lot of time. But maybe nothing is a waste. I always had time to watch a good film and was a pilgrim to the local video shops wherever I was – in Acton, Video City in Notting Hill, Brixton and now my local library. I’ve been watching the films of Pressburger and Powell. Beautiful, dreamlike and full of colour.
I also watch a lot of film noir. Gloria Gaynor used to stuff cotton wall in her mouth so she could get that perfect pout.
Over and out for now… x