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As I said earlier, I’ve started a separate project of more floory, beat-driven music. For dancing, like.

It’s probably the most fun to do (to work on), or at least I’m trying to keep it that way. None of those depressing/earnest lyrics to worry about(!) and I have less to lose, because it’s something new that I’ve never done before.

Going for a dance is such a nice buzz, and I always get so teary and emotional at the…’purity of intent’ in propah hard & nasty dancefloor tunes. (Imagine!) Or nice & nasty tunes, or those with just loads of fun and funk and character. There’s something so positive and giving about dance music in general, I find. It’s not trying to ‘say something’ or emote too much, but in that, it says and is so much.

Frankie Knuckles died last week. ‘Godfather of house’, ‘pioneer’ and ‘legend’ were the sort of things being said, quite rightly. I’m not a huge fan of house as it is today – a little bit too tasteful and not exactly edgy – but the looped and extended snippets of pulsating disco tunes, and the kind of trancey simplicity of early house has a really different energy about it. And sure without that, there would have been no techno, and where would we be then?



Possible opener

A new set is in order I think. You get bored of the same ol’ same ol’. 

Some new tunes

Just ideas….

Cooking by Candlelight 6th of March

So, headed up to London on Thursday to play on What a lovely trip! I love radio, there’s something kind of magical about it, especially at night. Like going past lit up windows on a train, the idea of  music playing, drifting out an open window and into all these different homes, is just….I dunno, I love it!

A great welcome from Will and Alicia, moral support from Melissa, and then a long-winded journey home involving four train changes. But thas London, innit. The show should be on Mixcloud soon.

Happy International Women’s Day (late!)

So, a belated Happy International Women’s Day!

I suppose the W word can alienate some of our Y-chromosome bearing brethren, but I don’t feel that’s the intention of the day. As Gloria Steinem said, “The story of women’s struggle for equality belongs to no single feminist nor to any one organisation but to the collective efforts of all who care about human rights”.


February News

So, with the inevitability and predictability of an out-of-control lorry, I have changed my mind again about how to proceed with these ‘as yet unreleased tracks’. To whit, unreleased tracks are usually unreleased for a reason. I wrote about Intelligent Fast Failure a while back, well this is Stupid Slow Failure. So, it might have taken a few months of dancing around the obvious, but I got there in the end. 

There’s something of the famine road about these posts; a few words on one course of action, a few words a few weeks later on why that course of action was madness, and back and forth… Never going anywhere though. Hum. Just as well I’m such an amazing procrastinator or I’d do all sorts of stupid things. Blah.

Oh, hang on, I’m playing on Cooking by Candlelight next week. That’ll be nice.

8 p.m. till 10 p.m. on

Gigs and artistic ego

A few years ago, back in the early days just after ‘Cusp’ had been released, I was being interviewed, and the interviewer mentioned Kate Bush and how she preferred to work in studio rather than playing live. And what did I think of gigging? ‘Oh yeah, I love it, it’s my favourite part of this.’ ‘So, you’re an exhibitionist?’ Eh. Hm. I was a bit taken aback, and the talk moved on then, but the (half not joking) comment stayed with me. I suppose the charge of exhibitionism can be levelled at musicians more than other ‘creative types’, especially musicians performing their own work, but in true esprit d’escalierI have thought of an answer now.

There’s a showbiz cliché that the audience are as important as the performer(s). Before I started gigging, I used think this was the most cringey phoniness and false humility, but now I wholeheartedly agree with it. A gig is a collective experience and a good, moving or memorable one doesn’t rise or fall on the walking disaster of emotions and bodily functions onstage (i.e. the billed act), but on the atmosphere and the collective emotional space that everyone there creates (I can’t believe I just wrote that. Writing how you talk is tricky. Ah well).

When you work alone, motivation doesn’t always come easily, especially with the spectre of ‘will anyone actually listen to this?’ hanging over you. A quick glance on Bandcamp, Mixcloud, Soundcloud, Spotify, et-bloody-cetera will apprise you of the fact that thousands, literally thousands, of albums are released, or ‘put up’ every day, outside of the ‘proper’ music industry of big and small record labels, physical releases, and all that old-fashioned stuff. 8800 albums today on Bandcamp alone, and counting (as I write, it’s midday in New York), and that’s not taking into account the songs, demos, mixtapes that find a home/outlet on another music-delivery service, or the thousands (millions?) of people worldwide who write, play and record in their bedrooms (and probably also wonder ‘will anyone actually listen to this?’).

For me, music is about communication, and now, with the sole exception of playing a gig, my (music-related) communication exists online, as does most of my musical consumption. Yes, it’s wonderful, and so cheap it’s nearly free, and sooo convenient and all of that. But I’ve never been moved to tears by convenience, and I frequently am at gigs (not my own!), because of this elusive and beautiful atmosphere and collective emotional space that everyone there creates, not to mention the music that has brought everyone there.

Hands up, I like when my (music) work is valued. God knows, there’s no financial validation, so a round of applause is nice as a substitute. But (another cliché that is also true), music makes me happy, and sometimes when playing, I see (or imagine, with my massive and delusional ego) that someone on the other side of the DI box breaks into a smile. On bad days, that’s just my ego, salving my conscience, doing loop-de-loops of self-deception to ascribe good motives to the self-absorbed and self-indulgent path I’m on. ‘More claps! More cheers! Throw roses at me!!!’ On good days, I’m trying to do something positive, make nice music, and explore and/or work through elements of ‘the human condition’(gawd!). I’ve struggled with the two ends of the false spectrum of ‘making yourself happy’ and ‘making others happy’ (still do and probably always will), but my rational brain tells me that this spectrum is a huge over-simplification.

So, yeah, onwards. Back to work.

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