No one goes home humming the light show.

Sept 2nd, 2016 (evening)

Gig number 2 of the day, the setting being this tranquil little town's most bohemian pub, The White Horse, and a support slot with one of the very best bands I've ever seen in my life, the incredible Pre Sleep Monologue. Do yourself a favour and check them out! I don't understand how they are not playing big halls or even arenas, but they will blow your socks off wherever you see them. It was more of a rock crowd of course and I raucoused it up a bit compared with the earlier food fest gig.
After playing so many open air festival gigs lately it was great to hear a closer, more boomy, edgy sound back in the confines of this place, aided by the brilliant sound-guy/muso Al Dean.
Thanks all!
P.S. Thanks for the rad light show from Foxy Carl Foxley's feet!

The awesome Pre Sleep Monologue.

Sofa, so good.

'Little Blue' relaxing.

I was back on the Redshift Sofa, this time for 'Easy Like Sunday Morning' and that great radio-voice belonging to Paul Boniface.
We talked about lots in the short time we had including the differences and similarities we find in 'the written word' and songwriting, plus lots about upcoming gigs including those the Nantwich Food Festival, Words and Music Festival, supporting Pre-Sleep Monologue and my upcoming Autumn shows with The Blue Yellows.

Listen again here;

Worcester Music Festival.

A bridge over the Severn from right outside the venue.

As far as I know, unless I visited with my family as a very young child, this was my first visit to Worcester and I was not disappointed, an exceptionally beautiful city. Worcester manages to combine an understated grandeur with the sort of quaintness normally associated with small, wealthy  market towns in the shires. Every street a hotch-potch of engaging architecture, around every corner, nook and cranny a pleasant surprise, pretty courtyards and squares. In other words YES, I had time to look around.

I was there for the fabulous Worcester Music Festival to play at the lovely riverside venue of The Old Rectifying House. Again I have been extremely blessed with a music-loving and highly attentive, enthusiastic audience. I hope this experience of recent months is a sign of a real growing enthusiasm for new music. Maybe it’ll all change at the next gig but thanks to all of you who have supported me so far, I really appreciate it enormously.

Another really positive factor for the weekend, and one which was a pleasant surprise to me when already on my way (the joys of the facebook news-feed) was that one of my very favourite bands, the completely awesome Pre Sleep Monologue. Imagine the sound-child of The Doors (maybe grand-child then), The Mars Volta, Jack White and the spirit of grunge and a post-apocalyptic Americana – right up my street. They rock and they groove. Do check them out HERE.

Thanks Worcester – a great festival which felt more like a holiday rather than music-work <3 font="">

Inside The Old Rectifying House.

The Old Rectifying House is the building on the right.

Everywhere a lovely courtyard or square.

They take bike-parking seriously too.

Even my hotel room had a nice view.

Worcester Cathedral

One of many grand buildings, The Guild Hall I think.

Reminds me of Nantwich!

Becky Rose with her fab take on brilliant electro-pop at the ORH.

View from the train.

View from the train.

View from the train.