Rescue Cat Presents...25/05/08

Alright?
Does anyone actually read this sh*t?
Ok, after all the excitement of Euorvision (did anyone else feel let down by the Daft Punk produced Sebastien Tellier tune?) and the absolutely turd weather, I wasn't expecting much from my night at The Social. Let's put it this way, I wouldn't have ventured out of my house that night so big love to those of you who came along. We started with a little funk and soul courtesy of DJ Laughing Boy/The Silver Fox AKA Bruno Davey. Lovely stuff. Then Mr Husdon and Wilkie Wilkinson were up first. Ben played an acoustic number and then roped me in to play some out of time drums with him and Wilkie-who was playing a melodica but looked like Stephen Hawking at feeding time or something. Ben was wearing bright lumo orange contact lenses too...



http://www.myspace.com/mrhudson

Not really! My camera was on the wrong setting that's all. Next up were a group of charmless Americans called Michael Runion. The venue put them on, nothing to do with me. A miserable lot really. Plus they drunk and ate most of my tab at the bar. It's strange but American musicians expect a lot of free sh*t, and they're not shy about asking for it. Fair play to them I guess. To be fair, their music was ok. Nothing special but ok. Here's a photo if you really care...



http://www.myspace.com/michaelrunion

Next up a bit of mash-up dj action from Wilkie Wilkinson. Most of his CDs skipped but I don't think anyone noticed. I think they thought he was cutting it up on the turntables (as they say!) Time for some grime from my man Wretch 32. Went down really well too. We did one of our collabz which seemed to get people going. It's called 'Wretchro Bros' and it's on my myspace profile if you want to check it out. He's a really unclear photo of us both..



http://www.myspace.com/wretchclart

Next up Lizzi Beze with some spoken word action. Great stuff. We did a version of my song I heart NY where she raps in the verses. Super! Here she is giving it some..



http://www.myspace.com/lizzibeze

Then I did a couple of tunes and Bob's your uncle. Top night. I want to thank everyone who made it down on Sunday. Lots of old (and I mean really old looking) faces. Was cool. I might do it again sometime...
Other than that, I was recording in Olympic studio last week which was nice. Pete Tong was in the room next to mine. Not so cool I guess. His Range Rover is quite impressive though.
Last but not least you should check out Indie Dad on MySpace who's started 'I blame The Parents Records'. He's doing a singles club and he's putting out £10 Bag as a limited edition 100 CDs with brilliant artwork. Go seek him out..

http://www.myspace.com/indiedad

Can't get these links to work so you'll have to copy and paste. Sorry!

Gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up!

RC x

Never In A Month Of Sundays Pt 2

Word up!
Ok, I had the second of my four Sunday gigs last night at The Abbey in Kentish Town. To thoroughly prepare myself, I went out the night before, got absolutely hammered, and finally got to bed at 8am Sunday morning. Yeah, I felt like a pig shat in my head. Not good. I didn't need to worry too much because everyone was in the beer garden and I only had an audience of three. Fair play, I wouldn't have gone in to watch me either. A friend of mine persuaded four of her mates to come along but even they couldn't be arsed, and stayed outside for the whole night, as did most of the pub funnily enough.
Here's an arty shot of me through a beer glass...



I played quite well. I had a few technical problems but I was so hungover I just went with it. The guitar cutting out through the whole first three songs of my set gave it a certain minimalist edge. Apparently my voice sounded better than it's ever done! If that means I have to go and get w*nkered every night before a show, who am I to argue?
There was a decent act on the bill. They were a french duo, one boy and one girl, both quite cute, and they did an indie/electro/French/dreamy sort of set. It really suited my mood. When the set was over, he lent over and kissed her and you could hear all the guys in the room (all 6 of them) give a little sigh of disappointment! The guy had some Converse Starlon on though so fair play to him. They are high-tops that I'd never seen before. Remember Hi-Tec Manhattans? A bit like those. Anyway, to hear them, go to www.myspace.com/telegrammeaJane
Here's areally sh*t photo of them..



Finally, big up to my number one fan Jellyfish. He comes to every North London gig I play the crazy fool. He always get's the beers in and although he compares my stuff to some really dodgy bands, he keeps me going! We even got a veggie burger on the way home together as he helped carry my stuff up Kentish Town Rd! Here's a photo of him doing what he does best!...



Bless him!

Ok, so this Sunday's gig is in a basement bar. Chances of me getting an audience? Probably the same as Spurs qualifying for the Champion's League next season. Why do I bother I hear you ask? I do it for you dear reader! My blog would be dull otherwise wouldn't it?!!

In a bit yeah?

RC x

Never In A Month Of Sundays Pt 1

How are we?
Well, I finally moved back to London last week. From this....



To this...



Give me dogshit on the pavement, Eastern European brothels and hoodies on the corner any day. Boris The Clown may have just been elected mayor but still, it's my home so what can I do?
Anyway, I'm doing a gig every Sunday this month culminating in my own night at The Social in Little Portland St on 25th May. Should be a good night that one. So, to kick this month off, I played a pub called The Queen Bodicea near Angel. Little did I know until I turned up that it was an open mic night. Regular readers of my blog will know I have said, on more than one occasion, that I would never do an open mic ever again. I never listen to my own advice so I deserve everything I get.
There was the usual earnest bed-wetting dross, lots of it too. However, a few things stood out. First was a guy with a similar haircut to me, kind of WW2 pilot wave, but his looked less aysemetric and more unintentional than mine. His voice was like an angel. really ethereal. Very odd but stood out a mile. Go to http://www.myspace.com/skopjemusic and see if you agree. Next up, a Scando girl playing a saw and singing songs about getting her bike nicked. It actually sounds better than it was. Look, she's MENTAL!!!



I got up and played three songs just with a guitar. It was bit weird without the beats and bleeps and you could really hear my voice. I thought it was a bit shit to be honest. I sounded like everyone else. I need my Korg and my drum machine or I sound like James Taylor or some other middle of the road bollocks. People say I'm over-critical but it's my music so I'm allowed to be. Plus, if I get in there first, it looks better!
Last but not least, was a guy that was pretty terrible, but looked exactly like my oldest friend from secondary school, Mark Fuller. This photo will mean absolutely nothing to almost everyone of you, but if you know Sparky (I have never, ever called him that and neither has anyone else I know), you won't quite believe it..



See what I mean?!! Oh no, I guess not....

So, one down, three to go...

RC x