Some friends of ours have just launched a new label and to celebrate we've decided to team up together like merry little pals round the dinner table on a Sunday and run a little competition to win an iPod shuffle (perfect for listening to your favourite BSM tunes on), a £15 iTunes voucher (perfect for buying your friends copies of your favourite BSM tunes. You, of course, already own them all) and a pile of CDs (backup copies of your favourite BSM tunes, just incase something tragic should happen to your already-owned prized copies).
Easy Tiger (that's the name of the label as well as a request for you to put your excitement back in your pants) have a Myspace page here, and you can enter the competition by clicking here.
This bracked-fuelled blog post was brought to you by Kevin's Fvourite Song In The World Today: 'Revolve', the forthcoming single from Hush The Many on Alcopop Records. Absolutely enthralling.
Are you Irish? Do you hate it when everyone else pretends to be on St Patrick's Day? Sickened by the idiots in Guinness hats? If so, you probably won't want to come to this...
...But then again, it is a freaking awesome lineup, isn't it?
Click the flyer to buy tickets, to be sure.
In other news: I went into Oxford city centre earlier for a BLT and a hangover battling powerful stroll when I encountered two bizarre, completely unrelated old men. The first looked about 50 and walked towards me with a real look of desire somewhere near to HMV. Fearing he was going to try and sell me something/mug me/talk my ear off about the power of our lord Jesus Christ, I smiled and said no thanks, slightly increasing my walking speed. Between my pounding hearbeats I heard him mutter "dude, you look like you need a second chance." Do I? What is it about me that says I need a second chance? Could he tell that my hangover really was that bad? The second crazy meeting came about 200 yards down the road. My pace has slowed back to normal yet my mind was filled with questions of second chances when a bespectacled old man, 40-ish, wearing a funny elf-like hat jumped out of nowhere and screamed the name "John Aldridge!" (he's an ex-professional footballer, girls). I glanced around and he repeated his shout, this time with a brilliant addition: "John Aldridge! He's the ghost of Paul Gascoigne and he lives at Wembley! I've seen him"
Another excellent night last night. Jack Alcopop and I made our way into London mid-afternoon, armed with a few drinks for the ride and no clue of where it was we were going to. Having spotted Arsenal on the underground map we decided to head there and see what it's like. Mostly residential we found a road with a couple of pubs and a handful of brilliant greasy cafe's. In the first pub we felt like every person there was a potential stabber, and in the second pub the angry Irish barman was so annoyed by us putting 'Country House' by Blur on the jukebox he shouted "Jesus Christ" stormed across the room and switched it off. Very friendly. The thing which struck me most about Arsenal was the stunning array of sleepy old people. There was the woman who nodded off with a fork in her mouth in the Gunner's Fish Bar:
The man with a brilliant face (left, not Jack, his is average at best) in the Star Cafe:
And best of all was the lad who fell asleep with his face on his newspaper, although I unfortunately didn't have time to snap that shot as his friend quickly came over to rescue him before trying to catch some z's himself.
Finally we arrived at The Wilmington Arms in Farringdon to catch Hush The Many's brilliant, slightly stripped down set. I'm not really sure how to describe the band but I guess Arcade Fire's quieter, more thoughtful moments, meet Radiohead, but with more of a nod towards the acoustic side of things. More drinks, shots and questions of how much trouble I'd be in if I stole a London night bus, assualting the driver in the process, technically kidnapping all of the passengers and driving it home to Oxford, without a licence, insurance or any other necessart doccumentation or qualifications, whilst somewhere in the region of 10 times over the alcohol limit. The night ended with a rousing rendition of 'hail to bus driver, the bus driver's drunk' and it was 4am before you could say "this has been another rubbish self-indulgent blog post." Sorry!
What a day yesterday was. It started with me trying, but failing, to do some work whilst Dave from Tubelord borrowed my beautiful CD duplicator to run off a couple of hundred Colour CDs, before we make the trip into London to meet Ivano and start working through the mass of 6 Machine entries. Some were great, some were ok, some were horrible. We pick a few bands for the shortlist then dash right across London to meet Secondsmile in the studio. Oli (Meet Me In St Louis) has already recorded his violin parts and Dan (This Town Needs Guns) is just getting started on his trumpet. Darren (Rock Sound) is sitting in the corner cracking rubbish jokes. Everyone has brackets after their name in this industry. A Thai meal, a few drinks and a can of Strongbow on the streets of Shoreditch later we're back in the studio for our first taste of some very un-mixed Secondsmile tracks. Even in their early stage they already sound incredible. Look forward to me boasting about how much I'm enjoying them sometime late next week.
I got home around 1am quite drunk and felt the house move. I put it down to the booze and the fact that I'd watched about 7 hours of Lost the night before, leaving paranoid thoughts of 'others' and huge magnetic forces rife in mind, until I read this.
Also upon my return home I discovered that Gem had taken it upon herself to move the office upstairs around. My computer desk has revolved 90 degrees and I now find myself with my back to the TV and shoulder to the burning sun coming through the window. I don't know much about Feng Sui but today has been my most pro-active morning for a while and I'm feeling relaxed. My aura is pure.
Off to London again in a bit to meet some friends, 'enjoy' a meal at Wetherspoons, go for a meeting and watch Hush The Many play the final night of their residency at the Wilmington Arms. Good times all round. Same time tomorrow, Bat fans.
It feels like years since I last wrote to you, dear blog, but it's only been a few days. I hope you've missed me like I've missed you.
The Sun are currently running a promotion giving away European holidays for £19.50 per person, including ferry crossing and accomodation. With my last holiday now a whopping one month and two days gone-by it's time to plan another break-I-can't-afford-but-dearly-want-all-the-same. I have to collect 7 or 8 tokens printed in the paper over the next 10 days so have been making the short walk to the shop to pick it up each morning. Yesterdays front page was dominated with the words "99% of you want the death penalty back." Now I don't get involved in newspaper politics, or even opinions for that matter, but that's quite a stat. I'm yet to open the paper.
Today we start our trawl through the 6 Machine compilation submissions. At last count there was 121 of them so based upon an average of four minutes per track brings us upto around the 8 hour mark of musical enjoyment. Please God let it be enjoyment. Don't let me down, unsigned bands of the United Kingdon! Your musical output is set to shape by day and ensure the continued quality of the BSM release catalogue.
Also today I get my first airing of the new Secondsmile record. The band are in an East London studio all day recording violin and trumpet parts to be sent back to New York for the final mix. I always like this part of the album process. It's the part where the non-musical amongst us (ie me) are allowed to get involved and months of anticipation are broken with a series of listens, admiring the work, choosing a single and dreaming up promotional and video plans. There's also a chance it'll become a day of head-in-hands weeping and the realisation that you've agreed to release a piece of shit. Thankfully I'm yet to have one of those days and there's not a first time for everything!
We're about to announce a new release on Alcopop. It's not up on the website or Myspace yet but I'll give you a sneak peak right here. Shhh!
This Town Needs Guns have added a new track to their Myspace page. It's called 'Japanese Ultra-Violence in D-Minor (The Saddest Chord)' and is taken from their forthcoming album which will be released in Japan and Australia shortly. The record is a collection of everything they've previously released here in the UK and won't be able to buy in shops here. We might, however, have a few copies to give away. If we're feeling nice.
House of Brothers is also in on the new music game, posting a clip of forthcoming 7" single a-side 'Oh Please Let Me Sleep'. The new track features female vocals and there will be two b-sides and lovely artwork. A release date is yet to be confirmed but I'll be crowing about it on here when it's ready.
And to finish off this sterling round-up of new music, here's something non-Scary Monsters. It's an excellent band from Newcastle called Ever Since The Lake Caught Fire. I've been a fan of these for a while and forthcoming single 'A Fire Born In Dallas' is a stone-cold hit. The band have just finished a brand new recording which they have submitted for 6 Machine compilation consideration. Have you sent yours?
No, this isn't a post dedicated to that classic end of the night, shake your long hair around whilst you rock the air guitar, dirty drunken rock club anthem, it's a little reminder that the deadline for submissions for inclusion on our 6 Machine 10" vinyl compilation passes in just three days time.
If you're in a band and you fancy getting a track onto what is likely to be one of the best new bands compilations of the year, send an MP3 to bsm6machine@googlemail.com before midnight on the 24th Feb (please remember to include your band name, at least! It's concerning how many haven't thought to do this) and we'll add your name into the hat.
On Tuesday myself, Ivano and a crack team made up of members of Secondsmile, Tubelord, This Town Needs Guns, ex-Meet Me In St Louis, Rock Sound magazine and Xtra Mile Recordings staff will be sitting in a Shoreditch studio rehearsal room eating chicken, drinking cheap vodka and booming your music through a loud PA system until we have chosen our 12 favourites. Those 12 will then be uploaded for the world to hear and cast their opinion on, with the 6 most loved finding their way onto the lovely slab of vinyl.
PS. Sam Isaac was on Jo Whiley's Radio One show again yesterday and TTNG received 1300 Myspace plays in just one day. Good times.
Monday I woke up feeling good. After a couple of hours of work I looked out the window and the sun smiled back at me. I thought to myself "Why wait?" so off I toddled, starting my long journey to Brighton a couple of hours earlier than planned. In theory, it was brilliant. After a weekend of working hard a day off was just what I needed.
One bus, one train, four hours, 3 pages of scribbled notes, about 20 emails, a long musical conversation with Ivano and 4 phonecalls later I arrived. It was 4pm, I'd worked all the way there.
We headed straight to the pier, forgetting it was half-term and being confronted with a million and one small children, it was frightful. I lost my money in a machine whilst an ugly chav watched on, did some coated sun bathing with a drug-addled looking youth, we drank too much and were beaten by a tiny arcade goal keeper.
We admired the aesthetically pleasing City and then went for a meal with our good friend Harry Ramsden, the un-crowned King of Fish and Chips.
After this it was time for a few drinks with Pictures in an up-turned boat, catching up with James from Yndi Halda and the guys from The Crowns On The Rats Orchestra, and then this happened:
Anathallo. The best live band I've seen this year. Three times over. Simply stunning.
A dash for the last train ending in the wrong part of London eating Nik-Nak's and the day was done. Not exactly a restful day off enjoying the February sunshine but hey, at least I helped save this faceless man from drowning.
Yesterday I had very little money so by way of a romantic gesture I decided to bake a cake. Doesn't sound that romantic in writing, didn't look that romantic in practice. Being the master chef I am didn't pay enough attention to what I was doing and used plain flour instead of self raising flour. The result?
You can't tell from that photo, but it was no more than 1cm thick and tasted like toast. Some thoughts don't count.
Here are two tracks recorded live by This Town Needs Guns for Channel M last week, during their tour with I Was A Cub Scout. It was on proper TV and everything.
Happy Valentine's day! Enjoy the bollocks commercial holiday and be sure to spend lots of money you can't really afford safe in the knowledge that the spotty girl behind the counter in Clinton's will be enjoying one more drink on the company tab at this years Christmas party thanks to your generous token of love. You're a true sport.
Anathallo, where do I start? They were bloody brilliant! A nice mix of old and new material, with audience banter gained only after many, many shows. The stageshow itself was choreographed perfectly with somewhere in the region of 30 different instruments making an appearance during the half an hour set. If you're yet to see them there are still a few dates left on their tour before America steals them back from us. Don't miss out. Seriously.
Yesterday was cool although I'm torn between three lows in my decision over which was the worst: 1) Is the all day hangover I endured thanks to Tuesday nights cheap vodka, 2) is the drink I 'enjoyed' on my own, amongst hundreds of travellers, tramps and idiots at the Victoria train station branch of Wetherspoons during rush hour, and 3) is the chicken "deluxe" from McDonalds I desparately grabbed on my way back home, having not eaten all day. The food itself wasn't actually so bad, the stinking old bag-woman who came and sat next to me, coughing up a lung and spluttering it all over me on a park bench, was. I need to choose my eating locations more carefully in the future.
Secondsmile have written a new blog post about their album recording. All's going swimmingly, I'm pleased to report. Click here to read it.
My head is absolutely banging and my eyes keep getting distracted by the colourful Pennines CD sitting just below my monitor. It's amazing, by the way. I began the night last night by going to Nando's just to drink. Ever done that? Probably not, it's quite low. There is only one reason in the world to visit that place and it's definitely poultry based. After that I drank a load of cheap vodka I bought back from New York. On the plus-side, it gets you smashed really quickly, but on the negative side you end up feeling sick for hours, sometimes days. I guess you get what you pay for.
The gig was brilliant. This Town Needs Guns, Tubelord, Colour and Pennines all "kicked it" as the kids might say in trendy East London, and my DJing was excellent, even if I do say so myself. I dropped some massive bombs and only wandered off forgetting to put another record on twice, which isn't bad for me. The singer from We Are Scientists and some of the Mystery Jets were there, that's pretty cool, right? Highlight of the evening was probably the guy who found out about all of the bands and the gig thanks to the BSM podcast, or scoping out Thom Yorke's house on the way back into Oxford.
We've decided that we're going to get Chloe from Hollyoaks to dress like Stu, the singer from This Town Needs Guns in the band's next video. Here's an artists impression:
It's all go again tonight as Anathallo support Manchester Orchestra at the Scala. Really looking forward to this one. This week I've read nothing but good reports. Half the people have said "I love Anathallo and they didn't disappoint" and the other half have said "wasn't that into them on record but live they blew me away", so either way I think it's going to be a stone cold winner. I now have three hours to beat the hangover and start my trip back into London. I'm going to have another crack at mobile phone gig recording tonight. Keep em crossed.
Alright, I'm 5 series and what, 2, 3, maybe 4 years behind? But I've finally started watching Lost. Only 3 episodes into the first season so far. I have so much to learn.
Secondsmile's album recording is ticking along nicely. They're feeling at home now, working and sleeping within the Brooklyn based studio, and half-way through laying down the drums which, from all accounts, sound huge already.
If you're in or around London on Tuesday night you should come to Barden's Boudoir up in "Stoke Newy". It's a free show with This Town Needs Guns, Tubelord, Colour and Pennines playing. Yours truly will be dropping some block rocking beats too.
Gemma's currently sitting opposite me working away on the St Patrick's Day gig flyer, to be sure.
Not a lot else to say right now. Lots of things going on this week and next so expect to see stories of gigs, many bus rides, drinking excessively and TV shows you've probably been watching for a very long time already.
Anathallo and Secondsmile have landed in one anothers countries, I'm yet to find out if they passed and waved at one another in mid-air. Anathallo are currently enjoying life in Dublin, having hired a car and now driving about checking out the scenery. Is anyone else picturing a circus type event whereby hundreds of tiny gangstas pile into a small vehicle and Benny Hill's music plays over the top? No? Just me then. Secondsmile have been to meet Andrew Schneider, their producer and tourist guide for the next 3 weeks in Brooklyn and have taken a walk over to Manhattan. Our worries of guitarist Warne and his problems of getting into the country, having been busted with a tiny amount of weed about 5 years ago, were un-necessary, although completely worthwhile as I got to wind him up about smuggling into the US via a car boot across the Mexican border. Last night I dreamt that Secondsmile had a song played on Dancing On Ice and Darren Gough was skating around in time to it. Very weird.
I'm off to a recording studio in London this afternoon to meet a bands manager, press guy and booking agent. Hob-nobbing, as ever, but it's all in the name of the next Alcopop release. Speaking of which, Jack (my partner in Alcopopping crime) has legged it off to Latvia for a week of drinking leaving me holding the blogging fort. Keep me company.
We've had loads of entries for the 6 Machine contest over the past 48 hours, including a few really good ones I've never previously heard, which is always a nice surprise. Keep em coming in. I've got a date with a bucket of chicken, bottle of vodka and all of your tracks in 2 weeks time.
This Town Needs Guns are on TV tonight, Sky channel 203 (can't remember the Virgin number, sorry Branson) and http://www.channelm.co.uk/ - Check it out. I think Justice are on too. The French dance duo, that is, not the hardcore band. Or Sly Stallone AKA Judge Dredd.
The new Get Cape Wear Cape Fly single is out soon and I just saw the video for the first time yesterday. It's pretty cool. A simple concept but has enough going on to keep you watching. See what you think:
I have so much in my head right now I just want to keep on writing and writing. But this post is for (and from) Anathallo, so without wanting to steal too much of their time, I'm going to keep this brief...
Meet Me In St Louis transparent, black splattered 12" vinyl and Yndi Halda 2x12" vinyl are both now available from www.bsmrocks.com/shop - Everyone should listen to Marvin's Revolt - Last night I ate one too many pancakes, lucky it only happens once a year - Anathallo flew to Dublin this morning to begin their tour - Passing them in the skies were Secondsmile, en route to New York to record their new album - This Town Needs Guns are on Channel M Thursday night, playing two songs live. You can tune in at channel 203 (Sky), 878 (Virgin) or online - The entrants for 6 Machine are flying in thick and fast. If you're in a band and want to throw your musical hat into our metephorical ring, lob it here - Following up with last weeks play on Huw Stephens show, Colin Murray gave Anathallo a spin Monday night and a very interesting review of their single can be read, or rather, looked at, here
Now, here are your hosts for this post, Anathallo...
Let me set the scene. In twenty hours and eight minutes, myself and the rest of my bandmates in Anathallo will be getting on a plane to begin our trip overseas. I'm currently sitting on a train in Chicago (the red line, just passing the Addison stop now) and I promised Kevin weeks ago that I would write a hello-of-sorts for his Blog Scary Monsters internet outpost.
So hello!
If I had been near a computer, this would have been written much earlier. As it is, here I am on the aforementioned red line typing this out on my phone. Please forgive any misspellings, new friends!
But yes, let me introduce ourselves. We are Anathallo, a seven piece indie outfit from Midwest America. How can I explain us? This question, I feel, trips up artists all the time. This "who are we?" and subsequently "how can I make you feel like you know us by the end of this post?"
We play indie rock. That sentence pretty much tells you nothing about us. We have guitars, bass, drums, harmonies aplenty, trombones, more drums, trumpets, xylophones, and a piano. We have been playing as Anathallo for seven years now... having grown up in Michigan and recently relocated to Chicago, Illinois. Stages such as Lollapalooza, Austin City Limits, and Coachella have all held our music. We've shared bills with Joanna Newsome, Sufjan Stevens, and Broken Social Scene. But never ever have we been able to play past the Atlantic. It's been a dream of ours, well, since our very first practice. And now in a day, we will be on that plane and on our way over. An incredible feeling.
A million and one thanks to Kevin and Big Scary Monsters. Our two song vinyl is just being released on BSM and that's another dream in it's own right. Kevin couldn't have been more helpful with our planning for this trip, for our first release, and any thank you I type out will feel inadequate. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
So. Hello. We can't wait to meet all of you. I'd try and explain our music a little more but both our Myspace and blog of our own have enough of our sounds that you can make your own judgement. The blog, too, sort of (perhaps abstractly?) chronicled the making of our new full length record that ought to be coming out sometime in the late spring/early summer. We're very excited for that. I'll try to post a little bit of our trip there, too, in the upcoming weeks!
We'll also be travelling with a fantastic band (and even better friends) Manchester Orchestra. I probably don't have to tell you how great they are... but let me just say we couldn't be happier to be sharing this trip with them. It really is going to be the best time.
I think that's it! Perfect timing, too, as I just reached my stop. See you soon.
What a strange day. I woke up really early this morning, like, 5am early, and couldn't get another wink of sleep after that. My head was buzzing with lists of things I needed to do today and I felt uneasy and restless. I put it down to the massive amount of chicken I ate last night, but come 9am things were starting to unfold.
I sat down at my desk, wiped my white board clean and began to make a list of everything I needed to complete over the following 12 hours. Post mailorders, finalise Anathallo tour guestlists, update the website, chase for responses to a few emails, send a couple of Myspace bulletins and update this very blog with news of the 6 Machine project (below). A fairly tedious, non-descript day on paper but all of those things were pushed firmly down the agenda as a I read a number of similar posts on two different forums, all with the same worrying tales of Meet Me In St Louis' somewhat strange performance last night. The day had hardly begun but the rumour mill looked to have been churning for hours. From all accounts, the band looked far from their usual selves on stage. Moody, emotional, smashing equipment and to round it off, delivering the chilling line "this might be your last ever chance to sing along."
When my phone rang at 11.30 I wasn't even surprised to see Oli MMISL's name on the screen.
It's weird. Much like a relationship break up, the news takes a while to set in. After spending so many hundreds of consecutive days speaking to, thinking about and spending time with someone, it's almost easier to distract yourself with other things and bury your head in the proverbial sand.
I'm off to down my final packet of Nerds and start on my earlier list of tasks, 6 hours and one disappointing piece of news later than originally planned.
April 2008 will see the release of 'The 6 Machine', a 6-way split 10" record featuring bands picked by a public A&R community. With so many up and coming artists out there, this is your chance to help bring the cream of the crop to the surface and ensure that your opinion is heard.
Big Scary Monsters (the label which has previously brought you records from Get Cape Wear Cape Fly, Meet Me In St Louis, Yndi Halda, Jeniferever, This Town Needs Guns and many more) are currently asking unsigned bands from all over the world to submit tracks. The best 12 will be chosen and a list will be published online asking anyone with an opinion and a decent taste in music to have a listen and let us know what they think. The 6 with the most votes come 7th March will make up the tracklisting of the vinyl, currently scheduled for release on 21st April.
Each person will only be allowed one vote so to help you pick your favourite we'll be running profiles of the 12 candidates over at Blog Scary Monsters throughout the voting period, as well as publishing a special, one-off episode of the BSM podcast (available via www.bsmrocks.com/friend or itunes) featuring all of the bands.
All bands/artists wishing to submit a track are asked to do so by emailing an MP3 to bsm6machine@googlemail.com - the deadline is 24th Feb and the 12 shortlisted bands will be notified via email that week.
Last night, having been mildly disappointed by Semifinalists new lineup and songs, I continued my love affair with the New York Giants, spending four long yet quite exciting hours watching them win the Super Bowl, described by many as the biggest upset in the history of the sport. And how fitting that it be Plaxico Burress (an incredible name, if ever I've heard one) wearing my lucky number 17 on his back who catches the winning touchdown pass with just seconds left to go. Jack (Alcopop) and I will be the first to admit we know nothing of the games rules, tactics, the bizarrely long half-time break or the commentators dramatic "I think I'm going to cry" statements, but we muddled our way through, working out who had the upper hand, thanks to watching the fluctuating betting odds and monitoring which sides players appeared to be slapping their team-mates the most. A surprisingly enjoyable spectacle, all told.
Today the latest episode of the BSM podcast goes live. It features music from This Town Needs Guns, Tubelord, Secondsmile, Richard Walters, Molia Falls and not one, but two demos of the month! There's also a somewhat shocking email we received from Dave Benson Phillips, and lots more chat. Download it now from www.bsmrocks.com/friend or itunes
I've got a massive hangover this morning. Last night I went to a house party in Oxford. There was a bar (like, a proper one with optics an' that), toga's (which, un-surprisingly lead to nakedness), marker pen tattoos, broken glass, dancing and from the state of quite a few people when I left, I presume sickness and fighting. Today I plan to unpack my suitcase from New York which really should've been done a week ago, and then I'm off to the Zodiac to see Lightspeed Champion and Semifinalists tonight. If you haven't heard SF I thoroughly encourage you to check them out. Their debut album was brilliant and they've got a new record coming soon. I'm not quite as into their new stuff but I think it might grow on me after seeing it live. Or so I hope. Otherwise I may have just made you a duff recommendation. After the gig it's back home to hit some late night Alcopop work and to watch the Super Bowl. Come on Big Blue!
I've put some money on my fellow Kevin, Mr Keegan, and his Toon Army to beat Middlesborough this afternoon. I'm convinced of it so he better not go letting me down, curly haired bastard!
Apart from that there's very little to report really. The next episode of the BSM podcast is going up online anytime now, TTNG's first show on the I Was A Cub Scout tour went swimmingly last night, oh, and I've bought some incredible things for our St Patricks Day gig in London. More news on that to come. If you're genuinelly Irish and you hate it when us English pretend to be Celtic and dance around in Guinness hats, you may want to give it a miss!
Remember when you were young and your mum would be making cakes, but you didn't care about the finished article, all you wanted to do was pollish off the mixture from the bowl? Well last night I returned home from the gig to find Gemma making fairy cakes and I ended up making that same, sickness-enducing, childish mistake all over again. I should know better by now.
Speaking of childish mistakes, I think I may have ranted on here about this issue before, but when did kids get so rude?! I guess I knew what I was letting myself into by going to see New Found Glory, the pop-punk heroes of so many adolescent wet dreams, in a small sold out venue, but what I wasn't expecting was quite so many little attitudes! The girls are worse than the boys. 17 (at best) and drunk on whatever-the-trendy-underage-drink-is-these-days, they knock passed you, noses up-turned, with an air of sheer arrogance which screams "get out of my way, I'm like, so much cooler than you", holding hands with their equally tartilly dressed BFF (that's best friend forever, text fans) en route to the toilets where they can discuss Mr Smith's GNVQ assignment and the boy with the skinny jeans and gaping hole in his ear who's just, like, OMG, so fit.
Apologies for the rant but as a 20-something music snob opinions are all I have left.
Right now I seriously can't stop listening to Fang Island. They write the feel good hits of... the winter?
We're making lots of plans at the moment. Special episodes of the podcast, some new videos, blog profiles and more streaming music are all a-coming. I don't actually know what web 2.0 is, I tend to just nod and say "aah yes, web 2.0" approvingly when someone mentions it, but I think I might be getting accidently into it. Good times.
A waste of time blog I decided to setup purely because I thought the name was kinda funny. You probably won't agree, but I probably won't care. Check out the links below for more BSM multimedia fun from around the world wide web.
Want to buy Big Scary Monsters releases digitally? You'll find us on all of the major download sites by searching for the artist names, or can browse our label pages at Amazon and eMusic
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