Friday, 7 December 2012
going slowly mad to the ticking of my hazard lights
the one part of the night i could have happily done without was the puncture on the way home. the wrench threaded when we tried to change the tyre and so had to ring the AA. it took 20 minutes for them to answer the phone and then another hour and a half for the breakdown van to get there. by then the two guys i was with had fallen asleep and i was going slowly mad from sitting there listening to the tick-tock and the on/off of the hazard lights. i am thankful though that the torrential rains of earlier had finished and that the heating in the car works because it was perishingly cold.
Thursday, 6 December 2012
A glimpse into the Esoteric Underground
for anyone in the area tonight (thursday 6th) come along to the Parrot in Carmarthen for an evening of Throbbing Gristle, Coil, Current 93, NWW, and loads more.
yours truly will be playing some music at some point. should be fun.
Wednesday, 5 December 2012
A last report from the desert shore
was woken up early monday morning (my day off) by workmen ripping the roof off of the house next door so Sioux (my partner) and I decided to go for a trip out to Carmarthen. For those of you who don't know the area Carmarthen is about an hour away (by car) from my home in Swansea. it's a large town with a nice mellow atmosphere which is a nice change from Swansea town centre which is pretty grim and somewhere I try to avoid.
the other appeal of Carmarthen is there is a very fine record shop - The Tangled Parrot - whose owner, Matt, shares my taste for music that exists on the interesting side of life.
once there he sneakily convinced me to part with the cost of the new Throbbing Gristle album. I probably should add that he did this without ever actually trying to sell it to me, he's that devious.
I'm glad he is though, it's a fabulous album. picture TG fronted by Blixa Bargeld, Antony (without his Jonsons), Mark Almond (whose contribution is a perfect Coil imitation) & Cosi.
The second disc is a thumping set of industrial stompers. it isn't of the level of sheer gonzo wonderfulness of 'After Cease to Exist' (which was one of the key listens in the genesis of my love of stranger music) but it is a fine way to spend your time.