Starmaker / September 15 2008
I recorded Reg and his drums yesterday.
It was an easy job: I simply used a spaced pair of AKG414’s on the whole kit and close-miked the bass drum with a D112. In spite of what he had been telling me, Reg doesn’t play very loudly – in fact, he hardly touches the skins – so [...]
Hendrix In Nottingham / September 4 2008
I was in Nottingham yesterday buying some Doc Martens when I noticed a heavily tattooed man cleaning the big front windows of Debenhams department store in Slab Square. It was none other than disgusting punk troubadour Hendrix Sikboy.
Dressed in black leather and sporting a huge peroxide hairdo, he was shouting the lyrics to the Sex [...]
Cosy Power - In Which Davy Lawrence Finally Loses The Will To Live / August 29 2008
The day I have been dreading for ages has arrived. Reg has been hard at work practicing on his new drum kit and wants to book into the studio to record some ‘hot tracks’.
As Audrey and I were passing his house this morning, he erupted from his front door and pulled us inside. The interior [...]
Hip Hop Pensioner Turns Blue / August 10 2008
‘Reg, I’m sorry if I upset you the other day.’ I felt so bad, I had gone round to my elderly friend’s - the erstwhile alien abductee’s – house to apologise for being so rude to him.
He told me not to worry about it. ‘Anyway, what do you reckon, eh?’
‘What’s that, Reginald?’
‘I’ve bought a drumkit! [...]
Ringing The Changes / August 4 2008
‘We’ve changed our name again!’ Punk drummer Sonny Starr rang me from Paris last night. ‘We are now called The Ringtones.’
‘Brilliant name, Sonny,’ I told him, ‘but you’re still not coming in the studio.’
‘But listen, Davy man: Hendrix, the singer, right? – he’s having a sex change in October.’
‘. . .’
Makes you wonder how far [...]
