Sleep Deprivation: The Tale Of My Ticking Clock.

Bucharest is in Romania apparently and they are 3 hours ahead of us here in England. That is to say, not technologically or owt, as I doubt they measure how far advanced a country is in increments as small as hours, but rather geographically. Tomorrow we fly to Bucharest for a gig, and I am hoping that somehow this move forwards in time will balance me out, as currently my body clock still thinks it’s in America. If this were the case then New York time-wise it would be 10.30pm, which would be okay. It is however 3.30am and I am still wide awake, which is mildly annoying and somewhat unhelpful as I have to get up soon. Also, the time confusion was further added to when the clocks went forward. Thanks God.

This is the sky:

Today I looked unto the skie, and it looked back at me and winked.

Today I looked unto the skie, and it looked back at me and winked.

Monday last we played a gig, thanks to all and sundry. Tuesday we DJed a new night at Notting Hill Arts Club called Nothing To Display. Good work. Wednesday we played a show at the Barfly for John Kennedy’s X-posure, which will be broadcast on the wireless via XFM. We were joining the fantastic Yuillmeister and My Tiger My Timing, who we have got to know a bit over the last year or so but only now got the pleasure of sharing a bill with. Radical.

Si gets emotional while playing pool, it's best to let him win otherwise he might batter you a sausage.

Si gets emotional while playing pool, it's best to let him win otherwise he might batter you a sausage.

So the flight to Bucharest will be our sixth flight this year, once we’ve flown back that’s seven flights in total, which is more plane journeys than my dad’s taken in his whole life. Probably actually true. When we return I will keep you posted about the state of my body clock, I know you all care deeply, and I might even tell you something of our adventure too… This is an artists impression, tastefully rendered in watercolour, of what some of our gear might look like being loaded onto a plane when viewed from a plane window:

Artist's impression. Definitely not photo. Not one iota of photo here. Nope Ma'am.

Artist's impression. Definitely not a photo. Not one iota of photo here. None. Nope Ma'am.

That is all for now I guess, just remains to say we’re playing

*CANCELLED* ARTROCKER @ VIBE BAR -> BRICK LANE on TUESDAY (7th) *CANCELLED*

and

BIRD ON THE WIRE @ BARDEN’S BOUDOIR -> KINGSLAND ROAD on SATURDAY (11th)

which should all be fun. Come down and be out of sync with me!

Hope you’re good,

Fred xxx

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Austin Space or A “SXSW Diary and Letters Page.”

Hello Monty, I have been handed the task of breaking SXSW down for you in a rap. Here it is in three succinct stanzas:

Tuesday: Arrived in Austin, Texas, dropped off bags with the kindly Paul and Erin who were putting up with us for the duration and headed in to town. The festival doesn’t start until tomorrow but it’s already pretty hectic as there is another festival running which we are playing the closing party of tonight. Our heads are broken from sleep deprivation and general confusion, as mine still is now, all this adds to the energy of our show as well as the quality of my writing I’m sure.

Paul and Erin have two dogs who are now like family to me. This is Baxter, with his legs casually crossed.

Paul and Erin have two dogs who are now like family to me. This is Baxter chilling with his legs casually crossed like a true player

Wednesday: We arise and head out – today we are playing the Levi’s Fader Fort and our showcase at the Chess Club party.  First we get free jeans (always nice) and then head to the stage where we bump in to Esser, who is playing before us. The sound on stage is terrible but the sun is shining and after the set we enjoy a beer with Micachu before moving on and chilling out. At Chess Club we enjoy Wave Machines who borrow much of our equipment, do our piece and then enjoy a bev whilst watching Mumford and Sons, albeit without Ben on keys. It’s weird, we want to stay out drinking but everywhere shuts down pretty early by our standards, so we retire for the night with a final beer back at the flat.

We were all flummoxed by this gravity-defying tap, how do they do it?

We were all completely flummoxed by this gravity-defying tap, how do they do it?

Thursday: Day off today so we get out and enjoy some other bands. First on a tipoff we check out Love Like Fire who are awesome, then a little mission out of town to see Local Natives, who do a Talking Heads cover and didn’t disappoint, top quality.  Next off to see Bang Bang Eche, all the way from New Zealand, an energetic bunch of youngsters who have got a good buzz around them at the moment.  Nice. After this the day gets a little hazy, I think more from sunstroke than beer consumption, I remember Gomez at Stubbs (who were pretty weak), some beer, chatting to the young guy from Third Rock From The Sun (nice chap) and Peter, Bjorn and John (alright, really just wanted to hear the whistle tune). Finally, bed.

Ben from Mumford and Sons starts on our Si after an erronious peanut comment.

Ben from Mumford and Sons starts on our Si after an erroneous peanut comment.

Friday: Today we play West Rocks at Beauty bar, after breakfast tacos in the sun we watch a few bands before setting up, the highlight of these being Chief. After we play I drink quite a lot and then, unable to get a taxi, the kindly Dollyrots give us a lift with our gear – thanks a lot guys! We duly promise to come to their show and then don’t, check out White Lies even though we’ve seen them a million times (they don’t disappoint!), get bought a beer by Steve and then watch Maps and Atlases, who were absolutely the best band of the festival for all of us. They totally blew my mind and I still cry sometimes.

If only we had this in London!

If only we had this in London!

Saturday: Early start as we head to a studio to do a live session for WOXY radio. They have the nicest studio I’ve ever been in and are pretty good guys to boot. This was fun and I think can still be found at woxy.com… This is it, game over and time to get on it, we seek free drinks in as many establishments as possible, completely fail to take in any music, I stumble around like a British tourist and contemplate a tattoo (which I thankfully can’t afford) and then get refused entry to the Vice party despite my protestations (“but I RPSV’d!”). Good work.

Bliss.

Chilling by the lake on the last day - absolute bliss.

Sunday: Most people head home today but we’re staying a day longer to chill out, we spend the day sat by the lake and then spend the evening shooting pool with a load of friends. A relaxing day to be followed by 24 hours of travel fun, but you don’t need to hear about that…

Si was mesmerised by the swan I made. Origami skills learnt thanks to the wonderful Heather.

Si was mesmerised by the swan I made thanks to origami skills learnt from the wonderful Heather.

Finally: We got gigs!

MONDAY @ MADAME JOJOS in SOHO

TUESDAY DJ slot @ NOTTING HILL ARTS CLUB

WEDNESDAY @ BARFLY in CAMDEN w/JAMES YUILL

Check the myspace for more stuff and things!

Lots of love,

Fred

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AMERICACACACAAAA PART 2…

SUNDAY! By god was it Sunday. And I’m not just talking any old Sunday. Nope. Sunday the 15th.

We started the day as we meant to go on, with breakfast. I was quite hungover and decided a nice blue Gatorade might help the situation:

The Gatorade was of such a vivid hue it actually sucked out all the other colours from the surrounding area.

The Gatorade was of such a vivid hue it actually sucked out all the other colours from the surrounding area. However it did little for my hangover. I look like I'm saying "Hey, Gatorade!"

After this I snuck off for a mini adventure and went to Grand Central Station, which was awe-inspiring, before taking the subway to Central Park and lying on a rock, which was pretty chilled out. Later on I bought some shoes and then Magic Pete, Elsie Elspeth and myself went to see Mumford and Sons, Slow Club and Casio Kids in Brooklyn. This was good. Afterwards we hung out in a small Brooklyn bar with the Chess Club boys and Mumfords and ate far too many Cheetos. Top.

New York is generally regarded as a place in America.

New York is generally regarded as a place in America. This is Grand Central Station.

MONDAY. Tom and B went up the Empire State Beedleding (his words not mine!) while the rest of us went to Max Brenner’s chocolate emporium for a cuppa hot chocolate. We then met Moose from CMJ and he explained the music business to us a bit over a slice.

The Museum of Sex was right round the corner from our hotel. This is unrelated but quite amusing.

The Museum of Sex was right round the corner from our hotel. This is unrelated but quite amusing.

Next it was time to head to the Delancey where we played that night with We Have Band and Slow Club. Once again a fun night and thanks to everyone who came down and helped make it possible. We finished the night off in our hotel room with some forties and a bottle of Moet kindly bought by Tom’s uncle and aunt (who are both legends).

Je suis un petit wast non?

Je suis un petit wast non?

Tuesday morning we had to get up at 5.30 and head to Austin but that story doesn’t bear thinking about right now, maybe next time…

Love

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PS: We play Madame Jojos on Monday x

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AMERICACACACACAAA!

“You want anything else guy?”

These were the words that confirmed to me that I was buying a slice in a New York pizza parlour, so cuttingly blunt yet beautifully turned were they I almost wept into my cwoffee. Oh those halcyon days, rich with cheese and dripping with caffeine encrusted salt, what I wouldn’t give for a half a pound of butter eh? Marvellous.

We are now in the blistering Texas heat enjoying South by South West festival, but I am going to backtrack a bit and talk about our English invasion in New York…

FRIDAY: Having arrived at JFK late Thursday night, we arose Friday to a city of wonder and the like and sauntered off to a nearby cafe for a traditional American breakfast consisting of bacon, eggs, pancakes and lots of maple syrup. Here it is, feel free to discuss it’s various merits at your leisure over a cup of Darjeeling or two.

I am food.

I am food.

After this we looked at various sights including the Empire State grill house and some models of the Eiffel Tower. In the evening we met up with We Have Band who were borrowing some equipment from us and then went for a burger. Darren and Henry exchanged knowing glances in the hallway of our hotel for some unknown reason.

I asked what was so funny and was met by the ambassador of Sweden.

I asked what was so funny and was met by the ambassador of Sweden and a cold silence.

SATURDAY: We went on a boat to see the Statute of Library and hung about on Staten Island, where Si found a museum dedicated to himself. We also played pool and talked to the locals.

Later on we took the Subway to downtown Manhattan and played a gig at PIANOS, the gig was good and we had fun, I met some people and we made merry Christmas to all our readers.

Tom went sideways for the day.

Tom went sideways for the day.

There is more to come but frankly the sun is shining and I’m bored of looking at a computer screen, more tomorrow folks! And all because we love you.

That’s right, you.

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Mystery and Breakfast


Welcome to my home.

Greetings curious visitor

I am about to get a socket installed, so that I can plug my hair dryer directly into my wall. This will help me a great deal in the morning, getting ready for a cigarette and a teabag. I usually run an extension reel down the road from Gold Hill Wines on Kingsland Road in order to dry my greasy tangles with soothing wafts of air, but not anymore.

I’ve developed a green/ yellow complexion because I swallowed 8.4 litres of orange juice.

I have been trying to keep in the trim by swallowing the juice of a fruit. Apparently, the juice of  orange will cure common skin problems like big cheeks/ lobe stretching/ baggy eyelids/ flaky forehead/ soft feet etc…

Baggy eyelids® (see figure 1) can be cured by dipping your head into a barrel of apple juice four times a day, preferably after eating.

[fig1]*

BEFORE TREATMENT, severley baggish lids.

BEFORE TREATMENT, severely baggish lids.

After approximately thirty-six hours of  submersion, we begin to see signs of improvement [fig2]. Although, excessive and prolonged exposure to Coppella [fig3] , can  result in cheek exploding (always fatal) side-effects .

[fig 2]*

Less Bagging

Less Bagging

[fig 3]*

CURED [but showing signs of fatal ballooning cheek]

CURED, but showing signs of fatal "ballooning cheek".

I am completely unsure what the exact meaning of all this is, other than it is completely and utterly based in true fictitious fact.

Lovely news, terrible news, and news that is OK.

Our new single is out in the shops on the 9th of March on Chess Club Recordings. “Whole World On Its Head” will be available in the shops on fantastical limited edition 7inch vinyl. A brand new song called “Flames Like Tinder” will be on the B-Side, and you can listen to  both songsters on our MySpace page.

You can also pre-order the record from Rough Trade online by clicking here, and they will deliver it to your door!

We are heading out on a tour of the UK in a few weeks to celebrate the release, and for some of the dates we will be joined on the bill by the wonderful Wave Machines and James Yuill…

Poster…

wwwoih-tour-poster

Ticket Info:

Weds 25th Feb – The Lexington, London

Ticket Price: £7

Ticket Weblink: http://www.kililive.com

Ticket Line Tel: 0871 230 5595

Thurs 26th Feb – Audio, Brighton

See Tickets – 0871 230 5595

http://www.kililive.com

Fri 27th Feb – Assembly, Leamington Spa

Ticket Price: £6

Ticket Weblink: http://www.leamingtonassembly.com

Ticket Line Tel: 01926 523001

Sat 28th Feb – Cockpit 3, Leeds

Box Office Details: 01132455570 and http://www.lunatickets.co.uk

Sun 1st March – King Tuts, Glasgow

Ticket Price:£6

Ticket Weblink: http://www.gigsinscotland.com

Ticket Line Tel:08444999990


I have neglected to mention music I have been listening to, and for this I apologise. I’ll follow with a post containing informational substance very shortly…

xx

Simon

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QUESTIONNAIRE

Good luck everybody.

1] eating clothes or washing food?

2] putting out the cats or letting them back innagen?

3] online grumbling or sexy pants?

4] brasso or a stonebaked pasta fish?

5] the hobnobgoblin or the tea friend?

6] beef or beefless?

7] happysalad or deep fried despair?

8] rambo or teleporting?

9] french suicide or biro murder?

10] bit softer or bit crisper?

11] T Total or B Cozz?

12] many moons or definite suspicion?

13] christmas wanker or justin timberland?

14] passionate handshake or wispy nostrils?

15] nobbles or nibbles?

xx

S

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Being Productive Whilst Cold.

Cold isn’t it, eh? Ooh, the weather – cold, I heard. Apparently it’s well cold. Course I remember when cold was cold, but you won’t remember that I shouldn’t wonder, you young whippersnapper you.

Over the last week we have:

Played with White Lies in Tunbridge Wells.

Scintillating light imagery and nice faces, that's how I'd describe White Lies if I were a journalist. Luckily for them I aint.

Scintillating light imagery and nice faces, that's how I'd describe White Lies if I were a journalist. Luckily for them I'm not.

Shot the video for the Whole World On Its Head single.

Tom and Henry strut their stuff.

Tom and Henry strut their stuff. Photography courtesy of Tim Cochrane.

Done some more of the post-production on the album in Graeme’s top-secret-album-studio-mega-laboratory.

Beware wild dogs running loose! Says the sign. You have been warned.

"Beware wild dogs running loose!" Says the sign. You have been warned.

Been to see Micachu and the Shapes and danced a bit.

I like this picture.

I like this picture, it's in our living room.

DJed at Communion in Notting Hill and then walked back in the snow at 2 in the morning.

The start of a 3 hour walk in the snow. I secretly enjoyed it, but don't tell the others.

The start of an epic journey across London in the snow. I secretly enjoyed it, but don't tell the others.

Some things worthy of note:

Kwes’ debut single is out next week! We love it. Pre-order it HERE.

We have more gigs confirmed, check the myspace for details.

Snow is fun, see the rest of my snow diary HERE.

Finally, I think this is pretty cool:

Vodpod videos no longer available.

more about “irregular flow on Vimeo“, posted with vodpod

That is all for now, speak to you soon!

Fred x

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