This is my own little soiree.

CLUB DETAILS:
Next Date: Thur 18th MAY
Times: 9pm to 1am.
Club title: “The Beautiful and Damned”
Venue: The Boogaloo, 312 Archway Road, London N6 5AT. 020 8340 2928.
Tube: Highgate (Northern Line). Buses: 43, 134, 263.
“A new decadent disco curated by dysfunctional dandy DJ Dickon Edwards, with Miss Red. Patrons are encouraged to dress up in their own take on 1920s and 30s glamour, though anything more stylish than the ubiquitous Old Street fashions is welcome. Cigarillos, braces, tweeds, beads, silk scarves, unforgiving teddy bears… Drink, dance, and ponder the night’s tenderness to an eclectic but discerning mix of Sinatra, Strauss waltzes, soundtracks, musicals, El Records, deviant disco, shadowy soul, parvenu pop and insouciant indie. Free entry. Free cocktails for the best dressed of the night.

I’m standing for governmental election on May 4th. Oh yes! Well, if Adam Rickitt and Arnold Schwarzeneggar can do it, I don’t see why I can’t.

Specifically, The Green Party have asked me to be one of their candidates for local government this year: Haringey Council, Highgate Ward. I’ll be there on the ballot paper.

I promise to refrain from ever using the words ‘inappropriate’ or ‘error of judgement’ in official statements. That alone makes me pretty unique.

If nothing else, I want to generate a bit of publicity and visibility for the Green Party and for the local elections themselves, which tend to have a notoriously low turnout. Getting people to use their vote is something I do feel strongly about.

If you’re a UK citizen, please go to http://www.aboutmyvote.co.uk/, and enter your
postcode to see if there’s elections in your area this year. And if there are, please USE your vote on May 4th. If you’re not registered, get registered NOW. Download a registration form from the site, fill it in and send it off. No excuses.

The deadline for registering to vote in time for the May elections is March 13.

A date for your decadent diaries.

Dickon Edwards’s band Fosca play a London concert with Amelia Fletcher’s Tender Trap, without whom, etc.

Thursday April 13th
London, Brixton Windmill, 22 Blenheim Gardens, SW2 5BZ
£5, 8pm doors. Fosca onstage 9.30pm.
Playing with Tender Trap and Strange Idols.
Promoted by HDIF Presents.

Please come.

More details at:
http://www.howdoesitfeel.co.uk/hdiflive.html

http://www.fosca.com

An announcement for band people in London.

A new bass player is sought for the exotic London-based project / supergroup that is SCARLET’S WELL. They’re about to release their fifth remarkable album, ‘Black Tulip Wings’ on Siesta Records. It’s already one of my favourite records of the year, even if I am one of the lyricists. Doubtlessly they’ll play a few concerts to promote it.

Scarlet’s Well songs are a unique brand of foppish folk-pop: witty, archaic and Romantic: at least in the Coleridge sense of the word. Musical comparisons might suggest The Divine Comedy, Kurt Weill, Tiger Lillies, Tindersticks, perhaps even the more vaudeville side of The Dresden Dolls. It’s all channelled by SW leader Bid, former frontman of legendary artpop group The Monochrome Set.

Contributing SW songwriters to date include Christina Rossetti, Edgar Allen Poe, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Alex from Franz Ferdinand, trendy accordion god Martin White and myself.

Please visit www.scarletswell.co.uk for more about the group. Email doctormole@scarletswell.co.uk if you think you can help find a bassist.

Oh, they have one of those MySpace pages too:

http://www.myspace.com/scarletswell

Thanks,

Dickon Edwards

P.S. I’ve decided to break my ‘no links’ rule for entries that more resemble blog postings, eg ‘Announcements‘ and ‘Recommendations‘.

What sometimes puts me off writing an entry in this diary is the worry I might not stop. But I think my readers would prefer more regular, concise musings than infrequent torrents of text. I should get into a routine – an hour or so a day.

The temptation is to write about one thing in particular – the diary as a sequence of articles. What I want to do now, though, is just write regularly, and hope readers won’t mind that much of it might be unedited and dull: the chaff with the wheat. Entries now would comprise ideas, notes to self, records of what I’ve done – pretty useful when my own memory is so unreliable. Some expiry-dated recommendations (I’m always being asked to recommend things to do, read or see), some announcements to the world.

Regular entries would also help to convince people I’m alive. Not least myself.