Who's the swine? I'm the swine

Well I've finally succumbed to the prevailing health consensus and arguably contracted the wonderful swine sourced influenza virus. Luckily I managed to hold out long enough to play last weeks Oxjam Battle Of The Bands, although this was of course to no avail and we missed out on the opportunity to play on a Sunday night at a venue that precious few people still attend. Bad times. At least we were beaten by a band with the valuable skill to supplement their performance with layer upon layer of pre-recorded backing vocals. I shall choose to arrogantly and ignorantly retain my pride on this occasion.

Jack

Factory writers and the swallowing...of pride

So, with two days before my first attempt to sell out like a mug, i'm sitting in bed attempting to write a passage with which to sell my soul. No matter how many times i'm told it's jobs like this that will feed me as a continue to strive for success with the songs i believe in, it doesn't make me feel better. Still, not like i've been offered any kind of job yet so i can put that dilemma at the back of my mind and go and eat some crumpets, very relaxing and very suited to a horrendously sunny evening.

Jack

some new music around

not the newest, but new enough...

Gallows, Grey Britain...fucking epic. Lyrics for political vandalism and picket lines, pure genius.

The Enemy, Music For The People...Beatles vs Zeppelin for however long, unexpected but we like to have it in the car to get lairy.

aaaand

that Architects album. not new, new to us. WELL brutal. love it.

Jack

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enjoy yourselves.

Pablo.