A last reminder: I’m playing my last ever UK gig with Fosca this Saturday. Line up is myself, Rachel Stevenson, Charley Stone, Kate Dornan and Tom Edwards.
Here’s the details:
Date: Sat Dec 13th
Venue: Bar Academy, 16 Parkfield St, N1 Centre, Islington, London.
Tube: Angel
Club night: Feeling Gloomy
Doors: 8.30pm.
Fosca onstage: 10.15pm-10.55pm.
Admission: £6 on the door.
We’ll also be selling copies of the new 7″ single, ‘The Man I’m Not Today’. It’s been given a nice review by Alternative Ulster magazine here.
Emails:
Any news on when the single will be available in digital format?
If you order the vinyl online, you should be emailed a code to download the two songs as free MP3s. I see But Is It Art haven’t released a stand-alone digital version yet, but presumably it’ll happen soon.
Thanks for writing your inspiring and great diary. It always makes me smile and it helps me improve my English at the same time… By the way: will you ever perform in The Netherlands?
I’m retiring from indiepop stages for now, but am still keen to perform doing something or other. Maybe something along spoken word lines, or readings, or talks. I’m going to get voice lessons first, though.
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Mon and Weds this week: rehearsing with Fosca as a five piece. On Monday we use Fortress Studios in Old Street, which has a fantastic room – large, clean, sensible, civilised, everything works. Not too blokey, not too Rock. Even better, there’s a secret bar tucked away upstairs, dimly lit with friendly bohemian types loafing about. If I ever need to book a rehearsal room again, this will be the one.
Weds evening is Bona Fide Studios in Curtain Road. A bit more of a return to the typical rehearsal room set up: graffiti on the walls, battered equipment. But it all works okay – Kate Dornan takes sound engineer duties for both rehearsals, for which relief I’m much thankful.
The five-piece Fosca line-up sounds fantastic, with Tom playing Thin Lizzy-type guitar harmonies against Charley’s lead guitar, though I’m careful to respectfully request Not Too Much Rock, Please.
Charley is exhausted and miserable at the start of the Weds session, but cheers up when my mic stand comes apart and I strut around with half a stand a la Freddie Mercury. I even badly attempt that ‘Day-oh!’ improv from Queen At Live Aid purely to please her, much to my own utter crushing embarrassment. Still, it makes Charley happy, which makes me happy.
Tags: Fosca, Fosca reviews, ill-advised impersonations, Not Too Rock Please, secret bars
