A photo from t'other night in Manc

Thursday 22nd March @ Trof, Fallowfield

Photo by Hannah Furnell.

An over-egged pudding

I had some thoughts on the meaning of life running round my head but, when I came to put them down on page, couldn't get them properly arranged to make any sort of sense. So, unless I get in touch with words and deeds any time soon, you'll have to do without that one.

We've got a couple of gigs coming up soon. Trof (Fallowfield) next Thursday (supporting Laurel Collective) followed by an appearance at the Lazy Genius night in its new Bumper home back in Liverpool the Monday immediately after. Try see us if you're local to either. Click this to go to our facebook page where you can make friends with us and get more regular, relevant and concise updates on our movements. Lord knows its tough to separate the wheat from the chaff on this blog. 

The song below is one of the saddest I know. It's no passive listening experience. Can you imagine? He wants an answer. Unfortunately, nothing seems to have changed.

We Owe The Dead Nothing

Though Sunday sessions can be a little more sporadic in terms of occurrence and attendance, Wednesday band practices are what we do best. Since the winter took hold, we've spent much of our practice time (aka musical love making) under cover; rehearsing hard and investing efforts in developing a few tunes.

Spring is here, though, and like the badgers and the bears we'll be rubbing our eyes and rousing ourselves to make a few more public outings than we have been doing recently. With only two live shows in Liverpool this year, we're all looking forward to an away day to showcase some of this new music at Fallowfield's (Manc.) Trof on the 22nd of this month, providing support for Laurel Collective.

I've never listened to them, but I'll be doing my research ahead of the night - which means a night of youtube which means a night of dancing cats and the rest. If you've never listened to us, you ought to and can do, so do do.