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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 [...]
Hopes and Fears / June 29 2008
There was a loud party going on in a house on the other side of he rec’ last night.
With the aid of the Leica 8×20 binoculars pointed through the studio window, Audrey and I watched about twenty intoxicated people as they shouted at the moon, at each other and at the world in general, seemingly [...]
Grace and Beauty / June 25 2008
Nelson has gone back to London today and I have just had a quick listen to the drunken podcast we recorded on Sunday.
When I’m intoxicated, my singing tends to sound like a ewe’s mating call and I feel as if I’m struggling with the brain of a citrus beverage, but nelson is always in fine [...]
Mood Swings and Elevators / June 15 2008
Punk drummer Sonny Starr paid the studio a visit yesterday. I was incredibly busy as usual and did not have the time to pay him much attention or to patronise him in the way to which he has become accustomed.
After he’d finished telling me about how he’d had a ‘right good blow-job’ from a member [...]
Be Fruitful / April 21 2008
Five blueberry smoothies – that’s the best way of curing a hangover; the best one I have so far discovered, anyway. Add a little vodka to each one and within twenty minutes you’ll be feeling marvellous.
I tried working in the studio, playing guitar on some of the new Nelson Galaxy stuff, but I could not [...]
He Is The Eggman / March 23 2008
When I got home from the Enormous rehearsal yesterday, I sat in the studio with a big, dark chocolate Easter egg from the Co-op and a bottle of fighting rum from the off-license ready for an afternoon of mixing some execrable heavy-metal music.
As I was closing the big sash windows in the control-room, my attention [...]
Plughole / February 25 2008
A sausage-fingered piano player I know from a few years ago called at the house last night to ask if he could book the studio for a few days. He is someone I have never liked or respected and I must admit that I took great pleasure in turning down his request.
If I said that [...]
I’ve Got The Hump / February 11 2008
The roadworks that have been taking place intermittently on our street for the past month have resulted in the appearance of several raised humps intended to act as traffic-calming measures.
One of these ludicrously insubstantial bulges in the road’s surface has been positioned directly outside my house. The low-frequency noise that was generated daily during its [...]
That Anti-Midas Touch / January 30 2008
Nelson Galaxy has been writing on his blog about his adventures in pro-audio equipment annihilation while he was here at Christmas recording his album. He isn’t alone. In my experience, his unfortunate potential for localised destruction of expensive electronic apparatus is quite common.
I had to ban a young bass player called Joe who was inflicted [...]
