The distance between then and now is filled with the wonder of remembering what happened on the night. On how it amazing it felt being amongst all that sound; gently passing one idea on to one another and finally all arriving at the same place, looking at each other and listening and thinking and……………then it’s done.
I leapt at the chance of getting to work with Lucy and her recordings again. Getting to play with Rattle was, quite frankly, amazing. I am so happy that this happened and thank everyone that made it so.
And what’s more, you can score yourself one of Lucy’s postcards for attending too!
Until then, here’s some prepared guitar (springs shoved under the strings) taken from one of the ideas sessions for you to listen too. See you on Thursday!
Yet more shaky handheld phone footage -this time of me panning round the main hall of the Attenborugh Arts Centre in readiness for the Performing Industry show with Rattle on Thursday 27th July. It’s not often you get chances to play nice quiet spaces like this and to be collaborating with one of the best bands around is, quite frankly, blowing my mind!
Rewind to 6 September 2012 and upstairs at The Cookie in Leicester City Centre Leicester Lo-Fi are having a ‘Make a Solagraph‘ camera thingy evening upstairs whilst downstairs Cats and Cats and Cats (I think) and You Slut! (I think) are doing their thing. Later that week I put one of the solagraphy coke cans on a semi-abandoned trailer on some farmland nearby pointing out towards Lutterworth. I reclaim it 14 days later (a shorter time span than I expected) when I notice that some work was taking place in the field. Despite a note explaining what the coke can was, it was bashed in at the side. The picture though………
At the same time, I attach another coke can to the side of the house and forget about it. 320 weeks later (this morning), I take it down. The results are not as good – too long an exposure? – or rather, not as distinct – half a landscape due to a gate taking up half the frame – but I still find myself drawn to the ghostly scratched out lines.
I like the process (or lack of it) of this, of it revealing itself, of having time mark itself upon it.
You should give it a go. I’m going to have another go too.