This room and a shedload of delayed guitars.
I used to be in a band. Last month the drummer of that band, a Mr James Disney, died. He was only 40. Together we enjoyed those special moments of intensity that come from playing music you only understand if you’re in a band playing music. We did a record which everyone who was involved with still feels very proud of to this day. As a tribute to him, we’ve made the record available to download for free on Bandcamp with the wish that the £5 you’d normally pay you give to charity instead.
The Jim Disney.
Jim ‘Jimothy’ Disney.
Jim ‘Binman-come-Wino’ Disney.
Jim ‘If I was related to Walt Disney, do you think I’d be sitting in your shithole of a studio’ Disney.
Jim ‘ We’d pissed off the top of the Holiday Inn car park as a sign of youthful defiance’ Disney.
Sweaty hugs in the back of pubs, bearded kisses. Lock ins and flaming sambucas.
Transcending everyday life beating skins and hitting strings, moving molecules of air and creating something indescribably life affirming and wondrous and magical twice a week for 2 and half hours at a time. Unless you were outstaying your visa in a foreign country, shifting road machinery across the midlands or just sleeping it off.
Regretfully, I am unable to mope about it all at present because I have nothing but fantastic memories of you.
And I always will.
It’s been and gone and was excellent again. It’s a wonderful thing to see happening in your hometown and even more wonderful to actually be a part of it. Here’s some photos of me doing my jazz at the Guildhall taken by David Weight. There’s also a lovely review from Echoes and Dust along with pictures of pedal boards for nosey guitar nerds like myself. My board has only two pedals and a tuner on, so I’m very lower league.
I get a lot of questions about whether there is any new stuff ready. I have no idea if there is. I’ve done a lot of recording this year and very little of it makes sense. This does though. It might be part something larger, it might not. Recorded just as the days started getting shorter on an iphone in a room thinking about summer. It’s not really mixed and it’s certainly not mastered.
Have a listen. Enjoy it. Do what want you want with it. Be happy.
Via the ever interesting Cheryl Tipp.
A pretty much perfect bit of video.
Colonel Chris Hadfield is an astronaut who used a whole host of social media to record and share his experiences in space. His sound recordings of his environment miles above the Earth are definitely worth checking out.
Lucy Stevens is a East Midlands based ( I think ) audio and visual artist whose work looks at the relationships between the human world and the natural world. I’ve followed her work for a bit and found ‘the pigeon stuff‘ a really interesting – turning the mundane and everyday into something special. Her latest residency though looks amazing and is sooooo my dream gig.
For her latest project, Lucy is going to Ricklundgården, in Southern Lapland to create recordings, drawing and digital prints of birdsong. Yep, she gets to sit in idyllic beauty listening to birds and nature and drawing all day. Like I say, MASSIVE GIG ENVY. Am really looking forward to see what comes of this and also reading about the work in progress via the blog she has especially set up for it here – Drawing Birdsong
When the muted trumpet comes in around 3:40 the song seems to acquire a whole new layer of sadness and sorrow. He also has the most incredible voice.