entry 4

Aberdeen. I think I know what FOUND mean by alsatian gull scene.

Those mothers are big. mind your kids. these guys played an instore:

i played a song--anything at all--and these clever fuckers totally recreated the backing vocals on the recording---my respect for their musicality continues to broaden.

it had been a while since i had actually gone into a CD store. hmm. its a cultural thing, internet/convenience be damned. in bloomington, indiana, i remember a guy named tom donahue who used to run a tiny, tiny little shop--it was actually inside a coffee shop--it was pretty much a closet with him a cash register and a desk, covered in inventory he was never done going through, and a great selection of CDs and LPs. it was called TDs CDs and LPs, oddly enough. i would go in and ask him---tom, whats a good roots blues album? 'country blues, delta blues, what kind?' he was something of an encyclopedia. i spent a small fortune in that place, happily, and the personal relationship i had with tom and his CDs and LPs was something you can't get on the internet. tragically, towards the end of my days in bloomington tom developed liver cancer and his health very quickly deteriorated. i'll leave out my gripes about the american healthcare system (or lack of it), but i can't help but wonder if he would still be with us today if he were a richer man. he definitely left an impression on us, and there were several benefit concerts done in his honor to help out his family---my band played one of them--and it was pretty heart warming to see how many people were touched by this guy and his modest, human business...

whew. SO. we played the lemon tree in aberdeen. what a great venue! really top class sound--probably the best onstage sound i've ever had--and friendly people, food, tea, clean toilets---these are the things that make a difference when your life is either in a car on a train on a plane or in a venue. i think me gav pete and johnny are starting to sound like a band that has rehearsed---i suppose we did--at the gigs. in all seriousness i'm spoilt with these musicians, very little explanation is needed. i see why kenny can get away with never rehearsing...

day off today. whew. oh yeah. yesterday: THIS happened. yup. its the homegame picture*. in the sunday times---what? with my shirt off. that's right. of course, this is great news, and naturally i feel stupidly lucky to have such a great press spot, but guess what they fucked up---the link to my myspace. whats with these online editors? the same thing happened with my song getting on the Q website. its probably the online link utility in whatever program they use---it put in extra spaces. well, i suppose beggars can't be choosers...? it is a really ace review. thanks to whoever wrote it, i'll try and live up to it. right. i'm gonna walk around anstruther while the sun is still----shit. too late.
xJ

* calum--you got your credit in there--copy this link for your CV, and maybe you can actually get paid for being such a brilliant photographer...