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30 October 2005

Sorry for laughing

Current listening: CocoRosie - la maison de mon reve

i know i know. it’s been a while since i last wrote anything. i always seem to start my weblogs by making excuses. i guess i find it difficult to find the time to sit down and write something. i haven’t got one of those modern laptops, so i have to wait until i’m at home for the day and have nothing else that needs sorting out. which isn’t very often. particularly this month. so anyway, sorry.

“don’t ask me to be your hero, i will only let you down.”

we went on tour. with james blunt. we went on tour with him because i thought it would be funny. i thought the idea of a band like us going on tour with one of the biggest selling mainstream pop artists around at the moment was funny. when pete told me we’d been offered the tour i laughed. i guess some people didn’t see the funny side. in the end, all i can say is that i had three of the happiest weeks of my life on the tour. i got to spend every day with seven of my best friends, and go to seventeen towns and cities that i’d never been to before. and play our songs to people who’d probably never heard of us before and seemed to genuinely understand and enjoy what we were doing. there was nothing calculated or distasteful about it. we weren’t thinking about ‘shifting units’ or reaching new demographics. we just thought it would be fun. and it was.

“I’m not asking anybody,” said Eeyore. “I’m just telling everybody. We can look for the North Pole or we can play ‘Here we go gathering Nuts and May’ with the end part of an ants’ nest. It’s all the same to me.”

one day i’ll write more about the tour. i’m just not in the mood at the moment. some of the things i’ve read written about us doing the tour have made me genuinely sad. like when my friend’s dog was a little puppy and i went over to his house at christmas. and the little puppy was running excitedly around the house because there were so many people there, all laughing and enjoying themselves. and the puppy ran under the christmas tree and knocked it over and my friend’s dad shouted at him. and i’ll never forget the puppy’s sad little uncomprehending face as it looked up at him. because he thought he was just having the best fun ever. the puppy thought that was what christmas was all about. and obviously my friend’s dad had a different idea of fun. and of christmas. and that’s how i feel at the moment.

we played the water rats on thursday night. i think it went okay. it was sold out. which was amazing. i couldn’t hear much on stage but hopefully it sounded okay. a big thank you to everyone that came to see us. and a big thank you to We Show Up On Radar for playing before us. i think they’re a really fantastic band, and i love the song that they introduce by saying “and this is another true story, about when i was a bee”. also a big big thank you to Iain Baker for playing a double dj set, and afterwards he gave me the three cds that he’d put together for us. so now i have three brand new compilation cds to listen to with stuff like the Go Betweens and Scritti Politti and Altered Images on, and loads of other songs i’ve never heard of before but that i really like. and Kenickie on there too, doing ‘Come Out 2Nite’. fantastic. and now every time i have a party i can put these cds on and it’ll be like Iain Baker is there being the dj. not that i have parties very often. but i might have one now. and i can put his name on the poster. although i probably won’t do a poster for my party. i’ll just call up a few of my friends. it would be a bit weird if i put posters up around the village.

“Sad? Why should I be sad?” said Eeyore. “It’s my birthday. The happiest day of the year.”
“Your birthday?” said Pooh in great surprise.
“Of course it is. Can’t you see? Look at all the presents I have had.”
“Presents?” said Pooh. “Where?”
‘Can’t you see them?”
“No,” said Pooh.
“Neither can I,” said Eeyore. “Joke,” he explained. “Ha ha!”

i found a book of Eeyore quotes in a charity shop when we played in Ipswich. so i thought i'd put a couple in. although the quote at the top is from Patrik Fitzgerald. which reminds me, there’s a really good bit in Plan B magazine this month about Patrik Fitzgerald written by Everett True. and really enjoyed the interview with Franz Ferdinand too. i didn’t know Paul used to be in the Yummy Fur. i loved their Night Club album when it came out. i can’t believe that was almost ten years ago. i think i’ll go and find it when i’ve finished this and put it on. and i’m reading ‘South of the border, West of the sun’ at the moment , by Haruki Murakami. and while we were on tour i read ‘Norwegian Wood’ for the first time. i know i know. everybody else in the world read it years ago, but i’m a bit slow on the uptake sometimes. both books are so beautiful i had to mention them. i think i will spend the rest of the year reading Haruki Murakami novels, and sitting in my bedroom. and thinking of other ways that i can ‘sell out’.

anyway, that’s about it for the moment. i don’t feel like writing anything else at the moment. i think i’ll end with another Eeyore quote.

“Why, what’s the matter?’
‘Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can’t all, and some of us don’t. That’s all there is to it... I’m not complaining, but there it is.”


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