Quite a few things happened whilst i was off the site. Aside from my time spent in Cambodia hunting hippies with Gary Busey, i also managed to achieve quite a lot creatively. Since i'm currently in a non-creative state of mass confusion, where some kind of quest for something unknown to me seems to have taken over my artistic outlets, i thought, in true washed-up style i would share with you some of the former glories i had during my months away.

My band The Wailingest Cats are doing really well. And rightly so, because we work hard, and we're also a damn fine musical act. The biggest highlight so far was being invited to play VENN Festival It's a small independent festival that was held in June, attracting people and acts from across the globe. We actually opened the proceedings, playing on the same bill as Matmos. We also were given a fridge full of beer with Tardis like qualities. Our liaison, "Bash", told us to: "drink as much as you want". Big mistake there Bash. Big mistake. It was debaucherous justice of the highest order. What's more we played our best show yet, and from the response, and reports afterwards, people seemed suitably impressed.

*Stop Press* - Lorenzo our singer/bassist just came round and showed me this month's issue of The Wire (which is a pretty darn big magazine). They wrote some very nice words about that show:

"The following night in The Arnolfini, The Wailingest Cats did their damnest to reinvent it's auditorium as a seedy den of jazz noir. Despite their hepcat affections, the slinking basslines and whispered vocals hinted at a palpable menace which frequently spilled over into eruptions of sax and brutal, disjointed drumming."

Anyway here's some pretty cool photos from that night that i found on some random persons flickr account recently. As usual i'm not in any of them. There's even a picture of sexy Alex in there especially for Disco.













Along with the members of my band, under the name Decorum, we have also been promoting...

Quite a few things happened whilst i was off the site. Aside from my time spent in Cambodia hunting hippies with Gary Busey, i also managed to achieve quite a lot creatively. Since i'm currently in a non-creative state of mass confusion, where some kind of quest for something unknown to me seems to have taken over my artistic outlets, i thought, in true washed-up style i would share with you some of the former glories i had during my months away.

My band The Wailingest Cats are doing really well. And rightly so, because we work hard, and we're also a damn fine musical act. The biggest highlight so far was being invited to play VENN Festival It's a small independent festival that was held in June, attracting people and acts from across the globe. We actually opened the proceedings, playing on the same bill as Matmos. We also were given a fridge full of beer with Tardis like qualities. Our liaison, "Bash", told us to: "drink as much as you want". Big mistake there Bash. Big mistake. It was debaucherous justice of the highest order. What's more we played our best show yet, and from the response, and reports afterwards, people seemed suitably impressed.

*Stop Press* - Lorenzo our singer/bassist just came round and showed me this month's issue of The Wire (which is a pretty darn big magazine). They wrote some very nice words about that show:

"The following night in The Arnolfini, The Wailingest Cats did their damnest to reinvent it's auditorium as a seedy den of jazz noir. Despite their hepcat affections, the slinking basslines and whispered vocals hinted at a palpable menace which frequently spilled over into eruptions of sax and brutal, disjointed drumming."

Anyway here's some pretty cool photos from that night that i found on some random persons flickr account recently. As usual i'm not in any of them. There's even a picture of sexy Alex in there especially for Disco.













Along with the members of my band, under the name Decorum, we have also been promoting nights. We've put on some excellent shows, and again we seem to be getting some good attention. We've now been asked to start programming stuff at The Cube Cinema, which is a great venue, and an excellent opportunity. I really think Bristol needed the musical kick in the face that we seem to be giving it. Anyway, i've been working on a lot of poster art, mostly for these nights. Here's some for your eye meats:







In more recent news, after watching the incredible Scuba School the other night (see Zam's journal) i decided to wear a dangly sword earring for a while, in homage to my heroes The Two Corey's. A friend of mine used to wear it back in the 80's, and passed it down to me. Now i can feel the power of washed-up former child actors coursing through my body at all times, as well as the fear of stabbing myself in the neck whilst i'm asleep. But hey, i bet the Two Corey's never worried about things like that.

Also, me and Zamuzel had an epiphany; that is realising simultaneously that the The Two Corey's are the only two guys on the planet that could possibly party as hard as we do. We therefore wagered our lives on the fact that we have to party with them within the next ten years. Kind of like our bet on New Years Eve last year, where we wagered with god that we would kill each other if we hadn't watched Street Fighter: The Movie by the end of New Years Day, of course we won that little bet, but that's another story.

Zam also told me about the greatest thing ever the other day. The Grizzly Man Diaries. 8 episodes of Timothy Treadwell related justice; chronicling the last 10 years of his life, using diary entires and archived footage .



I can't wait for this. It airs the day before Disco's Birthday soiree too, so expect me and Zam to be even more pumped up for justice than usual.

Bizarrely though, as awesome as life is at the moment, it's also frustrating. Irritatingly, this particular brand of frustration is starting to form something of a regular pattern for me. But whatever. What i really need is some kind of excitement. Some extreme depravity, some spontaneity and debauchery of proportions beyond legend. Some fucking adventure. But y'know, It's like my old Uncle Chu once told me: "China is here foundry, China is here".

Any depraved adventurers out there want to join me in a journey to the abyss?

Oh yeah, i almost forgot. I'm going to get a monocle.