Don't it make you feel good? The Abbey 21/10/08

So, I played the Sound Bites night at The Abbey in Kenny T this week. Alright already, I know I said I'd never play an open mic again, but I'm a complex and contrary guy, a bit like Joe Kinnear but without the good looks and easy charm. For example, I once said to a friend: “If I'm still trying to do music when I'm 30, kill me.” Only three years to go then…

Anyway, I recently drafted in two very gifted musicians to help me with the live set-up but they weren't available so my friends Lizzi and Bruno had to stand in. I'm joking of course.

Unfortunately, there are no pictures from the gig, but trust me, it was a sight to behold. There I was, wearing my best Stephan Dennis haircut, flanked on one side by some joker in Joy Division fancy dress with bedeviling salt and pepper hair, and on the other by a woman bearing more than a passing resemblance to the young Queen Victoria wearing a brown trench coat. Very sinister indeed.

Here are some photos to help you feel the vibe:





Get the idea?!

Indie Dad (TM) was filming the show. Check out the footage. Here's a shameless plug there for his superb I Blame The Parents label.

Now, normally with these blogs I review the other acts in a mildly sarcastic and cooler-than-though Vice mag manner, but with all this fearmongering talk of credit crunch, global recession, general Armageddon and Madge and Guy’s split, I think it’s time to put aside petty opinions and support my fellow artistes.

I can safely say the other acts were of a high standard.

Headlining was Kevin Molloy. He’s a smiley-eyed fellow with an excellent beard who plays easygoing drinking music with a folksy feel and shades of Dire Straits. Definitely no bad thing.

And Rescue Cat was no end of glad to see the first act, a Mr Ed Sheeran, using a Boss loop pedal to great effect. I wonder where he got that idea, eh? Oh, Doctor Didg? Right you are. Mr Sheeran also played the smallest guitar in the world, and what with his excellent human beatbox skills made a joyful Beardy Manonesque racket. Make sure you check him if you get the chance.

Anyway it seemed that the new Rescue Cat live show went down a storm, with one guy assuring me afterwards that it was “sick”. That’s “sick” as in “healthy” as in “bad” as in “good”, yeah? Ok, I’ll stop now.

One last thing. I've just posted the first of my new collaborations on MySpizzle. It's a song called Cut Copy Paste and has been produced with a very talented fella called Alex Morris in a warehouse loft overlooking the scenic Regent’s canal in Islington. I was told on a clear day you can see all the way to the shopping trolleys. My friend Ben said it's a cross between Talking Heads and Hot Chip. Although obviously it’s not as bad as all that! Hopefully there are more collaborations to come so I'll keep you posted. Take a lizzen, you know you want to.

That's it for now. Y’all come back now you hear?…

Disclaimer: This Rescue Cat blog has been edited by my keyboard bitch Bruno. He fancies himself as a bit of a writer and frankly has too much free time on his hands. Like I told him, you can't polish a turd...