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Mon 22nd June Haha, well.. that last post was written as a build-up to what actually happened in Southampton, but things haven't slowed down until today and that all seems so long ago now that I can't even begin to finish the story. Fuck it. Basically we stayed out in Southampton all night, crashed a bunch of student parties, slept in an office carpark, blah blah blah, got back to Waterloo so tired that we booked two tickets to Jurassic World just for a place to sleep, destruction ever since, and then WHOOSH, a guy with a crossbow joins us busking on Camden High Street at 4am, then Monday Morning, just got home wearing women's underwear under my transparent thread-bare jeans 'cos I couldn't find my pants, fuck it all - Mon 15th June Been pretty much on the rampage since that last post, and damn thankful to be home in Camden Town. Remember when I used to chronicle nights out, leaving out only the most incommunicable of incidents? It's only a pity that, in most of the states I get into, all but the most pedestrian elements are incommunicable. But let's have a bash shall we, for all-time's sake. Where are we now.. Mon 15th June apparently. On Wed we rented out our Camden flat for 4 nights to help pay for this silly life we lead, and had a late-night JEEPS band rehearsal with new drummer Grant Salmon, which was encouraging. On Thu, after teaching in Wimbledon all day, I squeezed in a curiosity-curated Tinder date with a girl who has told me that no guys ever want to meet up with her because she refuses to post or send photos of herself. All sounded very interesting until I found out that the real reason she wanted to stay anonymous was because she lives with her husband & two kids, which is all fair enough in my book - and she was lovely - but not quite the enigma I was intending to fathom. Went on to catch Du Bellows play at Adam Pickering's (Ex-Elgin) new venue The KPH in Ladbroke Grove, they were superb as ever, and I've never met anyone who isn't madly in love with their singer Jade - I keep my distance :p Had some business to attend to at Glendale Uxbridge on Friday, and thought I'd look up some old crewsters while in that neck of the woods, but ran out of battery before making plans so.. I just sat at the cafe outside the station and was happy to run into quite enough old faces to keep things ticking along until Eddie, Andy W and Tom et al showed up and led the way to a Snakebite-sticky Friday night at that ungodly haunt. One of these afternoon passers-by was Grant, the drummer we'd played with the other day, and he joined us for the whole shenanigan, resulting in a late-night agreement to play a full-band show at the Crown & Treaty on Fri July 3rd. The last thing I remember was running into Darren Brooker from Idle Fret in Uxbridge Kebab.. Having woken up later than expected, hungover (on) a sofa at my mum's house in Ruislip, we tried to get ourselves together to make the journey to Southampton for our show at Cafe Reflections. Waterloo station has been turned into a kindof mock transportation hub for dinosaurs as an elaborate promotion for the new Jurassic World movie, and we joked about who in their right mind would arrive in London and immediately want to be shut away in a dark cinema watching such a movie. Oh but how I dearly need those train-rides with nothing more to do that stare out of the window & laugh at the silly moo-cows eating grass, ever-wide-eyed at the same fields, season-shifted. The venue was a long walk for such a pairing, uphill from Southampton Central and into the area of Shirley High Street. The original plan had been to spend the day exploring the area, maybe see the sea and have a little holiday in the meantime, but Fri night's nonsense had meant that we arrived at the venue close to 7pm, shortly before performing, so bandied about the idea of staying the night.. but.. with clubs closing at 4am and hotels costing £180, what was the most appropriate choice to make at that time, already 2 beers into the evening..? To be continued. Wed 10th June Get a grip, Strachan! This ain't over yet. We're collecting all the multi-scattered JEEPS recordings from the past.. FIVE YEARS, and making an album from which to move forward from. Not merely a compilation of old tracks, this is being re-mastered as a package, and makes sense of some of the more obscure moments in our recorded catalogue. There's even gonna be a whole brand new song or two. And you know what's happening the same day as our show in Berlin on 27th? Luutzen's Birthday! :p I wonder if that old club is still there, behind the Ice Cream trucks. Last time there I was broken, dressed as a lubricious FBI agent with a gun tucked into my skirt, having been attacked on the U-bahn before jumping onto the tracks to retrieve my heels. Wed 10th June JEEPS playing in Southampton this weekend, here's the - EVENT. Rehearsal with drummer tonight, after recording Young Tom's new band in Hillingdon. Considering moving out of Camden very soon, the rents here are becoming increasingly unjustifiable, and I need a place to hideaway. I miss Europe, real Europe. A lot of half-decent alternative music bubbling up out of Spain for the first time ever. Been offered a show in Berlin Sat 27th, will play that if we can face returning to Sternburg's Lair at such a time. The thought of it is bringing a tear to my eye. The bloodthirsty past is on the warpath again. LA BIEN QUERIDA - "A veces ni eso" from LIMÓN ESTUDIOS on Vimeo. Mon 1st June Can be pretty sure this album is gonna be amazin' - Mon 1st June Not sure where the writing/production credits are to be distributed here, but wonderfully haunting new song & video from William Nein & Daisy King. Those landscapes at the end took me away from myself for more than a moment - Sat 30th May A Coat by Yeats - I made my song a coat Covered with embroideries Out of old mythologies From heel to throat; But the fools caught it, Wore it in the world's eyes As though they'd wrought it. Song, let them take it, For there's more enterprise In walking naked. Tue 26th May First single from 7 Love Rivals - Tue 26th May JEEPS will be making an exception to our self-imposed absence from the live-scene this Thursday for a show supporting Nouvelle Vague singer Marina Celeste at Surya, Kings Cross. Why the exception? I'm a sucker for signals, and we happen to have a visitor from Paris this week, dear friend Camille Alexander from young French grunge band OVER. I always pay attention to simultaneousness. Mon 25th May Hmm, turning into Karl Pilkington here but just to conclude, plumber cost £350 in the end, but I gotta say I'm well happy with the new taps. Wish this was my flat now. If you're thinking that's a little less intense than Tea Tone related lifestyles of old, nae fear, I went on to hit the Suicide Girls new clubnight Ballroom Blitz at the Electric Ballroom as Hatty Redfoot and subsequently got thrown out and spent the night in jail. Stumbled outta the police station in my dress n heels on Saturday afternoon, clutching a clear evidence bag full of jewellery they'd confiscated, only to find I'd been taken to the cells at Oxford Circus, so had to take a walk of shame down the busiest street in London at peak shopping hours. Very happy to finally be back home with my new taps today, working on the first single from 7 Love Rivals I Remember Luutzen due for release.. when I've got these distorted guitars nailed. Fri 22nd May Plumber just come round, took one look at the taps, gone "Yeah, can't fix that" and wants 70 quid for the info. Now he's standing outside shouting at his boss 'cos I'm sure the agreement was £70 to fix it. Oh life, we're done for. Schoolfriend Chloe Combi interviewed very many children in the UK and wrote a book called Generation Z, which has seen phenomenal success since it's recent release. We're off to celebrate that at it's official launch party tonight, before DOE at the Stillery. Highly recommended reading. Here's another Balcony TV appearance from Jeeps, filmed last month in Schio, Northern Italy. We're not performing quite so well as in the Barcelona episode I uploaded the other day (mainly due to imbibing one stiff grappa too many in the Alps the night before) but we're looking pretty tasty, squinting in the dazzling light, that's something. Previous |