What a
great gig at The Old Market on Monday night. Efterklang were great, the crew
were so friendly and professional, and, shucks, you the audience stood up and
listened and applauded and got drunk and smiled and put on a new pair of trousers
and sank and put a parsnip on the wall and touched the snail and did a little
dance and wave, just for us. For this, we thank you.
A quick
apology to those who may have been queueing at the merch stand after our
performance only to be turned away by the guy hawking the Efterklang stuff. We’d
failed to inform said guy of any of the prices (so he couldn’t inform you when
asked), and we’d forgotten to…you know, attend to our own merch stand. We did
get there in the end, and all was beautiful. If you missed out on buying it
from us on the day, or have just decided that in fact you do want that t-shirt (perhaps as a gift for Grandma?), just click
here to fulfil your wildest dreams.
We were all
so knackered yesterday, but we hung out and drank tea and had a meeting and
sorted out stuff for the future. Focus, ahoy!
What are we
doing today? Well…chilling out, for the most part. I’m going to spend some time
investigating the very interesting Conservative MP Peter Bone (such
investigations shall hereby be known as ‘Boning’) and the Midlands Industrial
Council as part of my interest in the bill currently worming its way through
the House of Commons to withdraw from the European Convention of Human Rights
(the first attempt to pass a similar bill was shut down several years ago, but
the new one has the word terrorists in the title, and so has been gifted
political teeth). Peter Bone – who is sponsoring the bill - has also supported
bills meant to: deport those seeking political asylum; limit women’s
reproductive rights; and reinstate the death penalty, two of which, I believe,
are due for a second reading early next year. He’s also the brains behind ‘Margaret
Thatcher day’, which is just the best idea ever and has not yet been thrown out. He’s also part of this political group who seem to have been bought forward in time from a Victorian salon, and believe in 'proper pride in our nation's distinctive qualities'. Allow me to indulge in sinister innuendo, if that sort of thing interests you at all.
I mean, all
of those things sound like a right lark after running several disasterous
companies and receiving money from dark coalitions who don’t have to declare
their members or their means of income (also: employing your own wife as ‘executive secretary’
and plonking her on the highest allowable MP's secretarial wage), but I am just, you know, full of hate for those who clearly so desperately want to selflessly improve this country for the citizenry that they represent. So, I’m genuinely going to spend my
time looking further into it/him today for my own sanity and knowledge, and that’s
why I’m telling you about it.
Back to
business:
The others
might be making music or videos.
Don’t
forget that inbetween all the Boning we’re
playing at this very lovely gig in Notting Hill for Communion this coming
Sunday 3rd November. This is a bill I can support. Come along. We’ll
badger you until then, anyway.
I hope you’re having fun.
Tim
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