The panoramic function on my phone (LG Renoir) is pretty cool is it not? Just roll your eyes and say ‘Yes Martin’, indulge me.
Yes Martin
Good, now; I was going to write about what I’ve been up to the past week but I can’t get it in any kind of order so I’ll just start writing and see where I end up. It’s 7.01am and I’ve been up for a couple of hours now, rendering the vocals that Mary and I recorded for Akira the Don’s new album, ‘The Life Equation’, last night. He had wanted a huge rabble rousing chorus but as it was only Mary and I with a baby upstairs in bed, snoring his chubby little face off, he wasn’t going to get that; so we sang a sixteen bar vocal arrangement that I hope he fits in somewhere.
When Mary was overdue with Sonny, she booked three sessions at the local chinese herbal place. they reckoned that they would relax her enough for him to pop out without us having to go to hospital for an induction (he was born at home, in a pool). I like that, ‘Induction’, like there’s a guy waiting with a clipboard when he’s born, showing him where the photocopier is and how to smoke a fag without dropping his pint. Anyway, after the second session she went into labour and we haven’t slept or washed since. I was in Music Box studios when she rang me. I panicked and bought eight caramel Freddoes, just in case the gas and air didn’t show up.
So we were owed one session and Mary booked it one for me yesterday because I’ve been run down and I’ve been suffering from bad headaches and mouth ulcers and all manners of coughs and colds. I pretty sure that I would be much healthier if I could sleep for more than three hours at a time, I have no concept of day or night any more. Sometimes I’ll go to bed at nine and be up again at half two, wondering where everybody is. I’ve given up drinking coffee though and immediately I’ve felt much, much better.
I had a brief consultation where it was solemnly announced that I was not going to die, then taken upstairs for acupuncture (head and ankle) and a full body massage which was nowhere near as sexy as it sounds, quite the opposite. All my bad ghosts and shitty-ass chi were brusquely ushered out from my body in a frenzied series of slaps and rubs. It was like being patted down by a drunk Rhino.
I felt better after anyway, pathetically grateful for the lie down more than anything. Then I came home and mopped the floor, the roar of the Ninian Park crowd, gone now, never to return, keeping me company. Mary and Sonny were at Ikea, again! I’m sure they’re both having an affair, she’s meeting up with some big Swedish bloke who isn’t tired and fat all the time while he gets thrown up in the air and has his little big tum tickled by another dad who, again, isn’t fat and tired all the time. I mean, how many times can you go to the same shop? What are they selling? Crack?
The artwork for ‘Ye Gods’ is being done this week, I spent a few hours sifting through photographs from last year earlier in the week. We have literally thousands of photographs from last year alone. The ones I took on our trip to Norfolk last April are my favourites. It was such a beautiful week, Mary was pregnant, the weather was gorgeous and everywhere we went we listened to the Fleet Foxes album. Actually it couldn’t have been April because the European Championships would be on when we got back to the house where we would cook dinner with fresh foodstuffs we had bought and I would drink Leffe and play my guitar and read about William Blake. The whole place was really, I dunno, seventeenth century, which is right up my alley. I know I took photographs when we were recording the album but I can’t find them anywhere. Hmmm.
I’m working on a Flow Machines remix this week, a track from their excellent first album which you can cop here. I’m getting behind on the Black Serpent Choir album but there are more urgent things I need to get sorted first.
Sonny spent the night in hospital last Monday. He developed croup very quickly early on in the evening. We thought it might be an asthma attack, Mary suffers from asthma, and took him in. It was scary seeing him in there with all those machines, especially as he was born at home and we’d never seen him in a hospital. He’s fine now, it’s 9.04am now. Since I started writing this he’s been up, had his nappy changed, eaten his breakfast and has gone back to bed for a bit. HE IS ME IN 1996!
Ok, will upload more music soon. Love y’all.
Hey, thanks so much for all your offers of help, I am awed by your generosity. I can assure you that I don’t deserve it but will take full advantage anyway because, as Phil Oakey sang in lines immutable; ‘I’m only Human/of flesh and blood I’m made’. Ok, so that’s that sorted, I haven’t actually replied to anyone yet, I’m still reeling. Most of you are woefully overqualified, all I wanted was for someone to do a spot of hoovering and look after Sonny while I nip down the bookies.
Worked in the studio today on a Black Serpent Choir track called ‘New Brighton Baths 1983′ which will mean nothing to some and everything to a very few. Hopefully the music should bring all those disparate parts together, if not it would make a great theme tune for a cerebral Sunday night arts show (BBC4 commissioners take NOTE!). Later Mary, Sonny and I drove round to see a very old friend of mine, Mark Waring, who used to sing in the band that gave The Boo Radleys their very first break. They were called The Dandelion Adventure and they were awesome. I’ll stick a track up sometime if I can find the time to rip one off vinyl. Let’s face it, it would have to be the all conquering ‘Speed Trials’ although ‘Infant Child Gutter Vulgar’ would be close.
photo by Gill Caven
The year was 1989, so very long ago. We were playing fifth on the bill at a Planet X all dayer, headlined by The Senseless Things. We were awful, an utter shambles, all of which we blamed, naturally, on our drummer. This is the cowards that we were, listen… We hired a manager on the spot and told him to go sack the drummer. Unbefuckinglievable.
Anyway, the Dandelion Adventure, who had obviously got us confused with one of the other bands, thought that we were ace and took us on tour with them. Nine of us in the back of a transit, starving to death and listening to ‘Baby You’re Just You’ by the Pastels over and over again. We played our first London show at a pub in Stockton (Queens Head? Arms? Foof?) and Harlow Square and, I can’t remember anywhere else. Later on Mark managed Cornershop and worked at Domino, it was great to see him. Tonight I received a mail from another member, Ajay, who tour manages now (Dinosaur Jr, MBV etc). After twenty years I am so grateful to them. They rule.
It’s 11pm, I have to go to bed. So strange going to bed so early. Much to do tomorrow, records out soon, exciting times ahead.
Sleep tight.
Friday Morning - I located an MP3 through my friend Anthony (DJ Scissorkicks, Collapsed Lung) on Twitter who was the teenage promoter ay Harlow Square the night we turned up unannounced with the Dandelion Adventure. He later produced the first bravecaptain recordings ‘Captain America, Let’s Stick Together and ‘Bravecaptain’s Blues’. All these wonderful links that intertwine around the rotted old stump that is me.
The Dandelion Adventure - Speed Trials
Ok, I’m back. Sorry about the delay in transmission. A million excuses; all of them rubbish, all of them true..
We had our child on October 17th, seems like ten years ago now. He’s a boy, Sonny, and he’s beautiful.
Ok, enough. Since Christmas I’ve recorded most of what will be the second Black Serpent Choir album. (I can’t access this myspace page anymore. I can’t remember the login details, any ideas?) I recorded the first one three years ago when Akira the Don and I were talking about making an album together (we still talk about making an album together). I recorded these tracks that for reasons I can’t recall (I think we were both busy with our own records) were never used.
One Saturday evening, not long after, Mary left for work and I was left here with the long evening stretching invitingly before me. I always felt like a teenager on a Saturday evening. Mary would be at work for five hours and all that time was my very own to do with what I wished. Sometimes I would go and sit in the bar (she worked in the local arts cinema which is also where we used to drink) and get drunk while waiting for her, other times I would smoke or take mushrooms, read, record, photoshop or play GTA. When you are a creative person you are never bored. I love to make something out of nothing. This night, however, I had been looking at bands profiles on Myspace and decided I would use the discarded tracks and form a band. I thought of a name, The Black Serpent Choir, and made the page, inviting everyone I knew to join me. I tried to keep my identity a secret but quite a few people guessed immediately either because of the music or just the images and influences that I used.
The tracks were very popular and were picked up and played on Bethan Elfyn’s and Adam Walton’s radio shows. I did a session for Adam Walton and was asked to play at Cardiff’s Buffalo bar. I still hadn’t told anybody the band was my doing and I vehemently denied all involvment whenever asked. For the gig I roped in two mates who are performance artists and taught them basic laptop skills and we spent a week rehearsing the set. For the gig they wore masks and alter boy gowns and Mary made some amazing BSC logo’d laptop covers. When I walked in tthat night I finally convinced everyone that I was not in the band (people had assumed that it was me under beneath one of the costumes the band were wearing on stage). It would have been perfect if one of the laptops hadn’t malfunctioned. Of course I had to go up and help them out.
They were still ace though and it is bizarre watching yourself play, I wholly recommend it.
Anyway, I got into other things and forgot about The Black Serpent Choir for awhile until I had recorded the Martin Carr album (out soon!). I love the album but I missed making an electronic racket and decided that I would now make records under two banners to satisfy myself and my needs.
The first album will be available very soon from the shop that will appear here sometime in the next couple of months. Here you’ll be able to buy most of the bravecaptain releases, the Martin Carr album and The Black Serpent Choir album.
These will all be released on my own label, Sonny Boy Records and distributed digitally through The State 51 Conspiracy. There will be no physical copies available at first. I know, that sucks.
So keep coming back for udates on that. I’ll also drop the odd download link to stuff I’m working on. Don’t believe me, eh? OK, follow this link and grab an early version of a track I’m working on for the second Black Serpent Choir album - Six White Horses.
http://www.sendspace.com/file/odyzht
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Love
Martin
