Ho-dowwwn!!

Saturday 11th July was a brilliant night. We were playing a very much looked-forward to show at the Bullingdon Arms in Oxford, alongside our good friends We Aeronauts and Alphabet Backwards, who were headlining the night celebrating the release of their fantastic mini-album and debut record (buy online here - sunshine cider and shagtastic).

Despite the summer rain rearing its ugly head a lot of people turned up for the show, and it was a great show for alphabet backwards to kick start their record-release with. We all got drunk on a big self-procured rider of carling and various quantities of rum. Cue some flashdance style dancing at the zo2diac afterwards for some of us. For those who remember. And i don't.

I have been playing in We Aeronauts recently, to help them out as their tertiary guitarist is out in Africa chasing baboons and frolicking in the jungles. I've had a really great time playing with them and thank them for letting me loose on their live show, and entrusting me not to fuck up. It's surprisingly nervewracking playing in a friends band. You are put in a position where fucking up royally and hitting bum notes is much easier to achieve, and the fear of letting down your mates band is quite nerve-jangling. But I got through it all unscathed. A particular highlight was playing with them at brixton windmill on a bill featuring Ute and Jonquil and other oxford bands. With a free bbq thrown in to the mixer. That was a fine way to spend a june afternoon.

Today i am ill, i have come down with this man/pig flu stuff. It means i'm locked at home and pretty upset because I can't go to see Ute at the Wheatsheaf, a gig hosted by 3 blind mice (the boys and girls from the gullivers promotion arm). Ah well. Cuppa tea and the alphabet backwards mini album will cheer me up.