On my way to play a show in Newbury. Set times seem to get longer soon as you leave the
M25 which is good news for your hero the story teller. It's kind of difficult to show people what you're about in a 25 minute set. I'm not a fan of just playing the hits and getting off stage. "These are the radio tunes and the rest doesn't really matter." That's just rude and a little shallow if you ask me. it takes a lot of hard work to impress an audience with your tunes and a couple of catchy hooks won't cut it. You can't just have icing; you need a big fat cake as well. Anyway.....
Apparently I was in music week magazine this week. No news agent in London sells this magazine. I have a pair of broken shoes to prove this.
Four shows this week which keeps me busy and busy me means happy me. London songwriter week gig tomorrow and Rome next week to play just the one show and strummerville festival next Saturday with the boys. That's going to be huge.
Someone now very close to gtgt inadvertently got it into my head yesterday that burning drum kits on stage is a good idea. In fact... it's fucking genius!! outdoor gigs now seem to be an open invitation for mentalism at it's up most. I'm a fan of this . It's a big look.
Staying on the topic of the drumming trade, my drummer Ben has somehow convinced me that running a 10 mile race in Kent four weeks from now is good idea. How did this happen? 'Sall good though. Don't worry kids. I bought myself a cracking pair of mizuno running shoes yesterday and i'm completely ready. 10 miles easy. Bring it on. Believe. Achieve. Simple.
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