The end? The end...

So we announced that it will be all over last night @ the Grey Horse. It was a good night. Partly due to Madox Ford who played a set that really was exactly what i needed to hear. It hit that sweet spot inside my head. The other reason it was a good night was because of all of you. It realy was good to see people down. We didn't even have to ask, you just kinda showed up en masse. Which is very much appreciated.

We played a mixture of a set, some old, some really really new. And there were plenty of mistakes. Some worse than others. Some of it was out of tune but either you guys were being nice or you really didn't notice that much. The new songs were:

-Laying like a Moses in the Sun
-DC to Daylight
-Blue

Glad we got to play them. It is a big bumer that everything's ending. I find that i don't know what to do with myself. Each morning i wake up feeling a little bit less here. But there are reasons, but i'm pretty sure I'll never quite fully understand why it all happened so suddenly.

oh.
well.

New vibes

Like every relationship there are ups and downs. Don't know if you know, but being in a band is like being in a relationship. Its the longest one i've had (how sad) and i'm still in love (oh dear).

Today was a good day. New vibes man, new vibes. We've been putting together these new songs for a while and it's nice to have set vocals for most things. I was getting afraid of singing. I didn't want to go near a microphone. I've been at a creative block for a while, but recently i've had some time to face my demons head on. This usually means i lock myself away at rehearsal by myself [sometimes] and scream until something clicks.

Lyrics are hard. Either you write about something important or you make up gobbledeegook. Charlie said that people generally notice the lyrics when they are bad. I think he's right to a certain point. We've never been a vocally led band. We do like our 'music'. Now i'm not clever enough to write something with impact, nor is my imagination fertile enough to create crazy stories but i try. And more often than not i end up in a place between both states. A lyrical limbo. tragic.

on that note...

DC to Daylight:
The party has gotten out of control. Little bits of limbs, hair, skin and souls litter the floor.
If the lights go out then danger is set to come creeping around.
CONTRACT/EXPAND/RELEASE - The worst is yet to come.
The words spilled out even though i never moved my mouth.
And i'm out of touch with everything you say you love, but wait... the BEST is yet to come.
Loose tongues wrap around me & landscapes flood my eyes.
If the bastards confront me i'll be waiting with my BIG sword!

Synonyms for Swearwords:
Brother don't repeat to father what you said to me. Keep driving faster like this accident was meant to be.
We fly out of buildings.
Goodbye to the windshield.
Death, i'm rapping on your door why won't you answer me? Rats and plagues, the human race, and all the in-between(s).
The sky's not a limit, it's just a direction.
So goodbye to the buildings. I fly through the windshield.
I scream and i shout - The breaking of a heart will make no sound - "Mutha-Phuker Get. Out. Of. My. HOUSE!"
Bleed. Softly bleed.
Breathe. Barely breathe.

3 Shades of Blue:
I wrote you a letter i wish you'd read. Filled with voices stuck in my head. Go make your escape and lie in bed where you'll be safe, with him instead. It seems i've come apart at every seam - unthreaded by the words you sing.

Brighton Rocks... well pebbles.

It was a good day. We had to drive down ALL the equipment for the gig even though we were coming all the way from from London - htat was a bit of a downer. Then the cheek of one of the guys organising to tell us to hurry up when the first band had an encore!!! In my head it was like - 'Fuck you man. We bought down all the equipment Without us there would be no show. Plus we drove all the way from London and will have to drive all the way back. If anyone is getting a full set... it's US' - But it came out like - 'Ummm... yeah, ok. we're ready, we're starting!' I hate being nice.

Truth is, I didn't think about how rude it was until i was driving home in the dark back to London. Then i got all angry and shouted at myself for being a pushover.. but i apologised to myself in the end.

The show was wicked. It was a small 'L' shaped venue and though there was a volume limit, we still rocked hard. There should be some videos of it up on Youtube soon as James filmed it. Thanks to Laura for organising the show for us. We will be back there soon.

Here are some photo's -