July 31, 2008

Scarecrow Smiles

Nathan from Soft Hearted Scientists has just been over to my house to drop round a new album master for me to listen to. He's been working on selecting demo versions of 16 songs which haven't made previous records, and which aren't high on the list of as yet unrecorded tracks by the band. This collection is going to be released sometime this Autumn, else these songs might never see the light of day. I'm just finishing the first play of them now. It's staggering how good they are, even in rough demo form, and it reminds me of getting that first CD off Nathan about five years ago which lead to the formation of My Kung Fu records and all that's happened since.

If you're a follower of Soft Hearted Scientists then you might find a few of the tracks on old playlists from BBC Radio Wales present Adam Walton. We have an agreement with Nathan that he can send anything to Adam without asking us, as Adam was the first supporter of the band. As a result Adam gets first plays of almost all SHS songs, and often songs that don't even get released - if you check his playlist SHS are his most played band. Ever.

The tracklisting for this record (which clocks in around 52 minutes) runs

Strangest Scene
Effervesce
THe Visitor
Scarecrow Smile
Totem Pole Blues
Man Overboard!
Midnight Dance of the Mexican Vampire

(interlude#1)
Twilight Eyes
The Garden
The Impossible
Black Dahlia
Hummingbirds
Evil Eye
The Hairdresser's Ghost
Mantaray on Main Street

I don't know if the interlude has a proper title - it's a new song to me. I love it. It sounds like Black Moth Super Rainbow, or anything quirky from 1970s TV. There's a track written by Paul which I'd never heard before - The Garden. It's superb. There's no title for the record yet - Nathan is thinking Scarecrow Smiles.

This is a great record - even in the muddy depts of Mantary On Main Street, with all the hiss and the squashed up sonics, there's incredible beauty. I bloody love the Soft Hearted Scientists.

July 25, 2008

Golden Silvers

Hello Blog. Sorry for neglecting you. There's been loads going on. Bit daft that I wasn't blogging daily eh? Well I'm back now - and updates will be damn regular.

So, right now, it's all about Golden Silvers. How good are this band. They're f-king spectacular. I haven't been this excited about a new band since the last time I got this excited, but that's not the point. Right now they're the best new thing I've heard all year. But my brain is, temporarily, putting aside a whole host of other great music. I know this. I've been on their myspace constantly listening to the tracks, and I finally got to see them live at Latitude Festival last week. They were on early in the Uncut Arena, but had pulled a fairly decent crowd. A sudden downpour of rain helped them out enormously and the tent filled to the brim just as they were truly hitting their stride. God smiles upon Golden Silvers, that's for sure.

The singer looks like a 1983 version of Dave Gahan, the band sound part Specials, with some of the poetry of Terry Hall in tow; they feel part The Jam, they look like MGMT dropped into East London. They could well have been ripped from the early 80s. They ooze style. Their delivery is without fault. The songs are brilliant. Brilliant.

They'll be playing our SWN Festival in November. Oh yes. I want to see them up close.

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April 10, 2008

Los Campesinos

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Tonight I went to see Los Campesinos. It's the first time I've seen them since August 2006 when they supported Broken Social Scene at one of our Forecast shows at The Point. They were unsigned then, though that was the night about twenty label reps arrived in Cardiff, all considering signing them. Truth be told, they'd already met Wichita a couple of times and as Wichita had set up the support slot for them, they were already all but signed to one of their favourite labels.
It was also the night I didn't get to manage the band. That's something that's played heavily on my mind as I've watched their singles come out and their album released, and it's something I won't forget for a long time.
There's many pivotal points in your career, and the few months spent talking to an unsigned Los Campesinos, being asked by them if I was interested in managing them, but then losing out, was one for me.
I enjoy those crunch times. For me, the lows are as important as the highs. It's how you learn, and I learnt a lot. Anyway, how could I possibly feel bad about them choosing the manager of Super Furry Animals - one of the most important pop bands of the past decade, with a dozen years or more experience in the industry - over me?
Being able to see Los Campesinos tonight at long last was splendid. They've come on a long way since that Forecast show, and though they still have a lack of variety which led to some very samey songs on a so-so debut album, they also have a killer anthem and are a bundle of fun to watch live, smiling from start to finish through tonight's set. Anyway, they're also fans of The Wedding Present (which I didn't know until recently) and Pavement - two of my favourite bands - and bands they pay homage too in their set. That's enough to right most wrongs.
When lights go up, I grab a hello with Tom, their TM and FOH engineer, and also grab their setlist, which reminds me I've still got their setlist from the night of the Broken Social Scene gig - all handwritten and excited by them - which I'll need to find to put this one with.

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April 09, 2008

The problem with Cardiff...

Wednesday 9th April
Rome > London > Cardiff

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Five hours sleep and then into a taxi to make Ciampino Airport in Rome for a flight to London Gatwick, and then a train home. Over compensating, I get to Ciampino almost three hours before my flight leaves, but better safe than sorry. It gives me time to grab some breakfast, write my blog updates to post up later, and fire some emails into work before the gang get in.
Work is always strange for us and right now is no exception. One of our clients, a Cardiff live venue The Point, has been served with a noise abatement order and is under threat of closure. It's in an area of mixed use buildings - historically these have mostly been offices or retail - but more recently there's been an increase in residential take up, in particular old loft spaces - once just used for storage or not used at all but now being turned into homes. These lofts are high up off the ground - above the height of the roof of The Point, which is a converted church - designed and once used for people to sing their hymns to resonate upwards towards God, who is probably situated just slightly higher than the lofts - and these two setups don't make sensible neighbours.
Now, let's see, but if a building, a listing-building in fact, has been around for a couple of hundred years; and operating as a live music venue for the past six or seven; then it seems common sense to me that any new developments within the area need to allow for its presence. I'd suggest that soundproofing of new houses and flats would be de rigeur (including, perhaps, money given to the venue by developers to help the venue soundproof accordingly as they open up new areas previously unused by people - like lofts, for example, so the venue can soundproof areas it didn't need too previously). That way, development can take place and both can co-exist.
That hasn't happened. If you go down to look at the planning application for these apartments, the environmental team actually recommended that some sound proofing work was done, but this was appealed by the developers and Cardiff Council's planners agreed it wasn't necessary. These are the same planners whose city is growing as a result of businesses such as The Point making areas attractive to potential new residents and developers (The Point is situated in a once very poor area of Cardiff, which, in the past decade, has undergone extensive redevelopment. The Point is also the city's only 500 capacity live music venue. It's also not just a shell of a building with a PA in - it's a gorgeous converted church - which makes it something extra special).
With a court date announced for the hearing, the news of this noise abatement - which we've known about for almost six months - has gone public. To manage the expected outcry, we set up an online petition on Thursday, and checking it last night it's already had 3,000 signatures. I expect thousands more as the news gets out. A physical petition has already notched up 1,000 signatures in just a few days.
Usually, when something calls for a petition, you have two groups of people arguing the whys and wherefores of an issue. In this instance, just the single complainant, someone who moved into a flat next door to a 500 capacity live music venue, is the only person who somehow things this complaint makes sense. The Council are blindly following the law when, in this case, the law, and the Council, is clearly an ass.
What should happen here, is that Cardiff Council step in and stop this going to court to save the waste of money it will be. They should recognise that they were at fault in ignoring the original advice and fix things. The complainant should agree to having soundproofing work carried out on their flat and the Council should pay for it. If they were sold the flat under any false pretence (It is quite possible they had no idea a venue was there if they bought without viewing and if the seller omitted to tell them) then they should be compensated by the sellers so they can move and/or whilst work is carried out. The Council should pay for soundproofing work on the venue relating to any areas causing concern by the new builds in the area. All future builds in similar areas should come with a proviso that soundproofing work is carried out on both the new build and the existing business, or, more simply, they should listen to their environmental team and appoint a Music Steering Committee to help advise on matters relating to music. This isn't as simple as one neighbour complaining about another. If The Point goes, it rips apart the live music scene in Cardiff and offers nowhere of mid-size for national and international bands to play in the city. It seems new bars and clubs which promote binge drinking and excess with no live entertainment have spent the best part of five years opening at will in the capital - to the extent that Cardiff now closes the roads in order to let people stagger out drunk / fight / be sick and collapse, rather than shut the clubs down and push people towards other forms of entertainment other than pure drinking. Entertainment like live music - where drinking may form part of the night, rather than the be-all and end-all.
No doubt about it, Cardiff Council have got it arse about tit. That seems plainly obvious to everyone except certain people in charge. Traveling about the UK I'm ashamed when I meet people whose view of Cardiff is St Mary's Street on a Saturday night; they are appalled by what goes on and are the first to comment that when a TV crew of newspaper are running a story on binge drinking, it's Cardiff that they visit. I cannot defend the place, as I feel exactly the same.
The situation concerning The Point is indicative of this poor management of the Welsh capital, but I think we have hit the tipping point - a wind of change will occur - and about time too.


Traffic, Rome, Italy

Tuesday 8th April
Traffic, Rome, Italy

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pictured : bed & breakfast in Modena

Sunshine succumbs to torrential rain and the great drives of the past few days giveway to speeding drivers, beeping horns and far too many lorries. I've never been to Rome, and hear it's beautiful, but all we see is traffic trailing back for miles and the bumpers of cars trying to leapfrog in front of us. We find the hotel, but we're not on the register, and it takes us hours to finally check in, by which time we have to get to soundcheck. It takes 40 minutes to drive the 3 miles to the venue. We're not having a good day.
Fortunately Christina and Tom, playing as Charlambrides, and who we last saw in Geneva, are here already and it's nice to see some familiar faces. They arrived yesterday so got some sightseeing in today. Lucky swines.
With five minutes to go before Marissa takes the stage (we tossed to see who would open, so Marissa is on first) nobody is downstairs by the stage. It's 10.55pm. I'm slightly apprehensive that this bad weather has made tonight's show a washout. Pun intended. One thing I do like a lot about these European dates has been the late door openings and then speedy turnarounds between acts. I think I mentioned that in a previous post. It's definitely going to shape our future Forecast shows.
Marissa takes the stage, 11.00pm comes, and so does a wave of people. Suddenly the venue is half full as she's beginning her first song. Amazing.

The set runs :

Fifty Five Falls
River Of Dirt
Mexican Summer
Salutations
I'm On Fire
Heart Paper Lover
Mary Come Alive
Dying Breed

It's another strong set, with some terrific sound - especially on Salutations. That song again gets the warmest reception of the night, but Heart Paper Lover, which is still very fresh, is popular too. Certain new tracks are going to be strong album contenders - Heart Paper Lover, River Of Dirt and Ghosts And Lovers are, I think, firm favourites, and show different sides to Marissa's songwriting. Mistress On A Sunny day is shaping up well too. Salutations will be there, I hope... and there's a dozen or more new songs too complex to have made it out on tour battling for spots. It's clear it's going to be Marissa's finest album yet, which makes for an exciting time ahead.
Charlambrides play a great set. They're completely out of merchandise and are waiting on a shipment from their distributor - the one downside of traveling by train, is they can only carry so much with them - so I make a note to get some records from Eclipse when I get home. They're going to soundtrack some late nights for me in the future.
It's a late finish, and we have some trouble getting money from out of the promoter, or rather our Italian agent does. Infact, we haven't seen the promoter since we arrived, and it's only when we need to get paid we begin to wonder where he is, or even if he's here. Shocking.
Back at he hotel, Marissa and I do lots of bag re-packing and set alarms to get about five hours sleep before we both have to make different airports - her to fly to Catania for the last two dates of this stretch, and me to fly home. Woop!


Modena

Monday 7th April 2008
Modena

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pictured : bird in cage as bought into restaurant in Modena

I wake from a great night's sleep with sunshine filling the room of the apartment I'm crashed in. It's a wonderful morning. As it's still early I open the balcony doors, set up the Macbook, and sit with some stolen breakfast writing and working. For the next couple of hours I'm deliriously happy, and part of me fancies moving to Milan just to enjoy this experience repeatedly.
Once the others are up, Marissa records a short interview and an acoustic performance of Heart Paper Lover for Gigi's myspace. I can't quite believe that she's straight into performing a new song - a song she first played live last night - but it says a lot about her character that despite stagefright and nerves she still grasps live performance head on and doesn't take the easy route. Through the closed doors of their tiny kitchen, where she is being filmed, it sounds fantastic.
I should say something about Marissa's stagefright. If you've seen her perform in the past you'll have seen it grab her. Her live set would stop and start; songs would sometimes take an eternity to begin, or to end, as nerves took hold, and she'd forever be worried about the sound. Many people coming to shows were aware of this, willing her through it. There were many anxious points as her manager as a result.
On this tour, that's all gone. It's vanished. Something has just clicked into place, or maybe all the tweaks and changes have finally found the solution and she's a changed live performer - which has made her good live performances great. It's been a revelation, for her too, and it suggests even better is to come as she now has this burden lifted.

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Shows like tonight's in Modena can't fail to help an artist relax. Marissa is the first performer to play in a new series of shows promoted in a small art gallery. The venue is delightful and the hosts - of whom there seem to be many - are all friendly, wonderful people. They take us to dinner at Avionblu, and I eat one of the best meals I've ever taken, washed down with some divine wine. If you're ever there, please go, it's fantastic, even if weird but cool looking men arrive and leave birds in cages on the floor (see picture) Did I say I liked Milan? Forget that - I want to live here.

Buoyed by such a great day, the set floats along and runs :

Fifty Five Falls
I'm On Fire
Salutations
Mexican Summer
Heart Paper Lover
Famous Blue Raincoat
Ghosts And Lovers
Old Love
Mistress On A Sunny Day

We have a nice time afterwards chatting with our great hosts. Marissa is given a dress by one of the girls, and some superb drawings by one of her fans. It's hard to leave, but we eventually buckle and I drive us into the darkness, somehow finding the gorgeous B&B hidden in a nearby town. Sleep.

April 07, 2008

Biko, Milan, Italy

Sunday 6th April
Biko, Milan, Italy

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pictured : (empty) plate made by Sofia (food also made by Sofia!)

Marissa suggested yesterday that I try calisthenics. What a simple but great idea! So last night after getting in from the concert I tried a workout of press ups, squats, sit ups and squat thrusts; then I watched an interview on CNN with Steve Wynn, the hotelier; which meant I ended up getting to sleep way too late. I just make it to breakfast, where only Chris (from Nalle / Hawk And A Hacksaw) is sitting taking coffee. So we get to chat some more before Marissa arrives and we head to Milan.

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I've been to Milan just once before, and I'm not a fan of the place. It's busy, grimy and there's absolutely no where to park; and no drivers willing to give you chance to find a space. I do enjoy the brutality of Italian driving, but Marissa's less of a fan.
We find the club, Biko, and meet the promoter, Gigi, who leads us back to his house where we are staying. Some delicious food has been cooked by his flatmate Sofia, which we eat off plates she's also made. They're amazing! I want to buy some.

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Gigi and his friends all descend on Biko. Their promotion setup feels the most like our Forecast shows in the sense that a community of people have come from out of a bustling Milan to seek refuge at the club. Soundcheck takes almost 90 minutes because they're struggling with their kit but we get there, are delivered more pizza, and Marissa takes to the stage.
Biko is heaving - filled from front to back - people squashed in everywhere. Marissa responds by debuting several new songs and playing a hefty amount of new material. She even encores with a brand new song, never before played live. Incredible stuff.

The set runs :

Fifty Five Falls
River Of Dirt
Sylvia
Box Of Cedar
Salutations
I'm On Fire
Ghosts And Lovers
Mary Come Alive
Heart Paper Lover
Mexican Summer
The Hole Is Wide

We spend a good few hours talking outside after the gig. Typically unhurried it's very late (or should i say early) before we get back to Gigi's and crash out. I think I have the fullest night's sleep of the tour, clocking in a good eight hours.

Bronson, Ravenna, Italy

Saturday 5th April
Bronson, Ravenna, Italy

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pictured : dinner with promoter Chris and A Hawk And A Hacksaw.

Today is Marissa's birthday. It's the first time she's had a birthday on the road, and it doesn't get as far away from the presents, cards, phonecalls and family as it does this morning. Waking up in a house in what feels like the middle of nowhere; grabbing a carton of juice, and getting into the car to begin the journey to Ravenna. Touring is pretty unforgiving.
Tonight Marissa shares a bill with A Hawk And A Hacksaw. I first met Jeremy and Heather not long after I first met Marissa nearly three years ago, when we put them on in Cardiff at our Forecast nights. It was an unforgettable show, and they were unforgettable people - both so lovely; both enjoying having a decent shower on the stopover at our house; and, from what I recall, getting stuck into a version of Pro Evolution too. I'm looking forward to seeing them again tonight.
We get to the venue, Bronson, in good time, but A Hawk And A Hacksaw are running late and no-one can reach them on the phone. So Marissa soundchecks first, and we spend some time playing scrabulous as I keep on top of the Portsmouth vs WBA game via BBC online. I'm going to miss the Cardiff City semi-final tomorrow, which is absolutely gutting. It feels like half the capital will be in Wembley.
The promoter, Chris, takes us all to a restaurant for dinner. The hospitality on this tour has been an eye opener - and I've learnt a lot to take back to Cardiff. At several shows we've dined with the promoters, which is something we rarely do as promoters back home because we never have time. On so many of these dates Marissa has played solo, and there's only been a couple of occasions where there's been a two band bill ; coupled with later door times it's made for a much better opportunity for the promoters and artists to hang out. I think we'll be cutting our bills to no more than two bands, pushing door times back and finding the same gap in order to be able to do the same.
So we go from dinner almost straight into the show. As Marissa is the opening act tonight, she keeps the set pegged back a little in terms of length, and glues Thinking Of You and I'm On Fire together to make it even tighter. The set runs :

Fifty Five Falls
Diamond Heart
Mexican Summer
Dying Breed
Salutations
River Of Dirt
Thinking Of You / I'm On Fire
Ghosts And Lovers

A Hawk And A Hacksaw, fleshed to a four-piece tonight (including Chris from Nalle), are storming as ever. Every song has some kind of twist, and they never let up from the frantic pace. Between the four musicians there's always something sparkling, and it's great to be able to kick back and watch another band once Marissa is done - especially when they're as good as this.


April 05, 2008

Codroipo, Italy

Friday 4th April
Edera, Codroipo, Italy

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Today was meant to be a day off, but an extra show was booked just as we left to start the tour. As a result, we're not expecting much of the show - it will have been hurriedly put together - but it suits us just fine, as it fills an empty day, is en route to Ravenna for Saturday's show, and it means we don't have to pay for another hotel.
Codroipo is near Udine in North Italy. The drive from Austria is quite spectacular - stunning views all the way - and we arrive in Codroipo with the Alps, with their snow-topped peaks, in the background as sun warms us on the ground. Wonderful.
Alessandro, who runs Edera, looks not too unlike Hywel from Truckers Of Husk. I plan to take his picture, and then forget. Damn.
We have a plateful of pasta and then Marissa plays to the handful of people here to see her, whilst coping with the background noise of all the people who aren't. It's a tough gig - the toughest by far - and for the time she's on stage I'm thinking we should have just taken the day off. But we take some comfort in the fact three of the crowd have driven half an hour to get here; that one man almost faints when she covers two Leonard Cohen songs in a row; and that I sell some CDs to some new converts.
Marissa opts to play songs people might stand a chance of knowing, so the shortened set runs :

Fifty Five Falls
Salutations
I'm On Fire
Mexican Summer
That's No Way To Say Goodbye
Famous Blue Raincoat
Thinking Of You
River Of Dirt

By bat-instinct I manage to drive us to the B&B, which is a small miracle as it is 5 miles from the venue, we have no map, it's pitch black, and the street name we were given is Via Roma, which is a street in just about every town, so the tom-tom can't find ours. I finally crack open one of the beers given to me back in Zurich, which makes for a splendid nightcap.

April 04, 2008

Gasthof Vorstadt, Vienna, Austria

Thursday 3rd April 2008
Gasthof Vorstadt - Vienna, Austria

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I'm up super early to squeeze in another visit to the gym, then I wake Marissa, we grab some food from a local health shop to double as breakfast, and hit the road. We have a three and a half hour drive to Vienna for a radio interview set up for lunchtime.
We arrive in good time, met by the enthusiastic presenter Ingrid, and Klaus - the promoter for tonight's show. Klaus is involved with the Vienna Songwriting Association who promote these monthly events. Walking in with a bunch of CDs, we spot Linda Perhacs on top of his pile, so we take to him immediately.
The venue for the gig is wonderful - a great restaurant whose backroom hosts the event. It fills up quickly, and, a rarity on this tour, a support act starts the evening - The Violent Years - a band from southern Norway. They play a long set, and as it's busy, and many people are smoking, the place is pretty full of smoke by the time Marissa gets onstage.
It's been strange coming from the UK where the smoking ban has been in force for a year. It's already hard to remember a time when people could smoke inside, so being in these countries, where people, generally, smoke everywhere, is weird. Worse though, tonight it plays havoc with Marissa's voice, and she apologises towards the end of the set for the few times it's cracked. It gets me thinking how strange the whole thing is - that smoking was even allowed inside - when it's clearly so bad for non-smokers, for the smell of places, and, in this case, for performers. Strange.
She gets a requests for Famous Blue Raincoat and for Cortez, and the full set runs :

Fifty Five Falls
Famous Blue Raincoat
River Of Dirt
Mexican Summer
Salutations
Thinking Of You
Diamond Heart
I'm On Fire
Sylvia
Cortez The Killer

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Afterwards, the new t-shirts seem very popular, even the Violent Years all want to buy one (see picture, with Klaus, the promoter, on the left). Another person enquires as to one of the songs in the set which they adored and which turns out to be Salutations. That argument seems to be being won by the crowd.