North and South / August 15 2008
Dear old Nelson Galaxy is always telling me about the alarming things he often hears coming from the streets around his flat in London, and considering the nature of such a big city, this is something that is not totally unexpected. I have no idea, however, what was happening last night right here in this small Derbyshire village just outside the studio window.
I was working late editing some percussion tracks when some awful sounds of chaos and mayhem began emanating from the direction of the Royal Oak pub just down the hill.
Something that sounded not unlike a wild banshee was screaming, ‘Ah kin noo! Orl kin tarm! Ah noo!’
And in rude accompaniment, something was yelling, ‘Narf an sarf! Shat yer kin narf an sarf!’
As it drew closer to the house, Audrey was roused from her contented dreams of recreational feline-chasing by the noise and decided to add to the cacophony by barking in sixteenths in time to the tambourine track I was working on and by running around the control room like a velociraptor on meth.
‘Narf an sarf! Narf an sarf! Shat yer narf an sarf!’
I have no idea what nature of beast it was that was creating such pandemonium and I didn’t want to know, either. Thankfully, the noises veered off towards the direction of the old pit yards at the bottom of Sporton Lane and eventually disappeared into the night. Audrey returned to her favourite sleeping position underneath the mixing desk and I finished off, flattening the EQ, pulling the faders and turning off the amps. By midnight we were in bed; all was peaceful and quiet.
I fancy we shall never know what it was that was causing such a disturbing hullabaloo, though I shall remain rather happy in my ignorance. But I do think I should perhaps visit Reg, Alien-Hunter General, and see if he has any thoughts on the matter.
Filed under Aliens / Audrey / Conspiracy Theory / English Village Life / Monsters / Recording Studio / Reg
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Nelson Galaxy / August 15th, 2008 at 1:16 pm
Cockneys in Derbyshire? You see - they can’t be quite. Out of earshot of Bow Bells they just scream and shout.
Napoleon Fantastic / August 17th, 2008 at 12:11 pm
Ah, Cockneys was it?
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