The Gulls First London Flight

The day after the big first gig and the gulls are contemplating life alongside a meal of pasta-pesto. The gig on a whole was a success with a few minor hiccups (forgotten words, dud notes on the guitar, dodgy amp). A big thank you to all those that attended and another big thank you to the Spread Eagle for spreading their feathered wings in welcome to their brethren birds. We'd also like to thank Claire 'the bottom bitch' McNaney for booking us and wish her all the best with her XLP adventures!

The gig started shakily with a mishap in 'Dreaming Of You' knocking the confidence of the band, but they battled back with 'Don't Look Back into the Sun' and then introduced a couple of their own original songs ('Soft Wax Children', 'Scaremonger'). The rest of the gig passed by quite smoothly, only a few issues with the sound equipment and a couple of slip ups on the ol' instruments. Philip Bogues, the newly appointed band manager, recorded scraps of the gig which should hopefully be uploaded for all the extended flock to enjoy. 

In other news, a brief encounter with some lucky spanish ladies has taught the flock a few words of their beautiful language ("Me gusta ver las hojas(/cono) in oto no). Also, the AllyCat, having frequented the nest regularly in the last couple of weeks, has been appointed an official band groupie.

On the cards for the following week:

- Check out some of the drummers that have replied to our ads-  they range from all ages, sexes and backgrounds. 

- Get a slot at the local open mic night.

Thats all for now ladies and gents. I leave you with a nice little quote from the greek poetess/lyrist Sappho:

'Love unbinds my limbs and leaves me shaking

A monster bitter-sweet and my unmaking'.

seagull p xxx

6 Days to Go Mo'Fo

It's Sunday and the gulls are lapping up pints and free internet in the Corner Flag. Six days till they take to the stage for the first time in England's capital and one of the world's most prominent cities. Beware, danger may flood the streets on Saturday night. The set list has been finalised but there is a lot of practice to be done as the irregular schedules of the young scallywags regularly clash. A sporadic session between DJ and the Fox today went quite swimmingly however. 6 days should provide plenty of time, and hopefully Matt 'the Rat' Pearson will soon scurry back into the nest to add some melodic tones. Tuesday/Weds is penciled in for any MRP fans.


In other news:
1. Phillip Bogues, the latest inhabitant of the nest has a trial shift at a beautifully located riverside pub called the Founder's Arms. Hopefully he can provide as much beauty behind the bar and on the floor as the river does to the customers of the inn.
2. The Fox worked a shift in the Wembley Wetherspoons, cleaning, scrubbing and grubbing amongst the fanatical football hooligans that roamed around outside of the ground. He prevailed however, and is doing his 'Training to be Be Perfect' badge proud. : ) england 1-0 spain, phil jones masterclass.

SATURDAY 19th NOV - Spread Eagle, Camden, be there.

over and out, D xxx

All That Jazz

After a few days working and trying to sort out internet and other such mundane matters the gulls had a classy night out in Ronnie Scotts courtesy of Georgia. They were in the top room where a number of other aspiring hopefuls were performing. The talent was good, with a particular female singer from a 3 piece catching the eye. However, the gulls are confident that they themselves could play an acoustic set at the venue to similar successful effect. The downstairs were the true pro's were performing was unfortunately not frequented but that stage too is on the radar ;).
In other news the nest has a new inhabitant. A young Irish ruffian known by the name of Phillip Bogues who upped his roots at short notice to live the London dream. He is now on the job hunt but no doubt will be lapped up by a manager somewhere soon considering he has previous experience and an abundance of charm. So wings crossed yet again guys, and look out for those shooting stars.

D xxx

Fairytales of Finsbury Park

With the nest finally built the gulls have had a hectic few days settling in and making the flat a home. With the instruments set up and clothes strewn everywhere it is starting to resemble some of the places they have called their habitats in the past.

The pubs of the area have been explored, the Quays being a favourite for food, and the Corner Flag where this entry is being logged from a firm favourite currently as it offers free wi-fi while the gulls hunt and scrap to establish more permanent means of worldly communication.

A quiet night in on Thursday turned into quite the debaucherous candlelit affair after Vodkat and Sidekick were purchased from the local Food and Wine shop. Originally the night had been a classy affair with a delightful sweet chilli chicken and rice dish being whipped up by DJ and his kitchen femme fatales Claire and Georgia, but went swiftly downhill (uphill?) after the cheap and intoxicating substances were purchased to compliment the dinner and wine previously consumed. The fox amongst the flock put in a particularly fantastic performance, blocking a sink after becoming hooked on the substances to a dangerous degree. He has now sworn he will hit the Vodkat wagon so no need to worry for the health of the rascal. 

Talking of the lad, please cross all wings and feathers for him tomorrow as he has an interview with a local Spoons.

Saturday night was a similarly shambolic affair but for the other two gulls who celebrated a rare night away from the mines by rinsing free alcohol from their two working houses. It included P chatting away to a lovely Czech girl and telling her numerous repetitive tales and DJ signing a girls boob who he had served earlier in the day. They then got upon the wrong train and ended up recklessly taking two tubes, a bus and a train back to Essex, with DJ insulting the entire female population of Romford along the way by announcing to a group of Romford girls that all girls from there were slags.

That's all for now fellow high fliers, next update will be soon, and hopefully from the nest. Gig on the 19th, shipadee doo... more to follow, and peace be with all of you.

D out xxx

(p.s. the 'rat' pearson made an appearance... seagull p xx)

The Fox Amongst the Seagulls

The Fox Amongst the Seagulls complained last night that he was never mentioned in our blog. However, he refuses to give any input himself to the blog. Therefore, I'm going to track his progress in London to this date.

1) He came to London

2) He went home

3) He was meant to come back at a certain date

4) He did not come back at that date

5) He was meant to come back at a new date

6) He did not come back at that date

7) He meant to come at another new date.

8) He did not come back at this date.

9) He meant to come back at another new date

10) He actually made it on this date

BUT

11) Then he went home to say farewells once again :S

12) He was meant to come back today

13) Defying all expectations he came back last night and not today.

The gulls are very proud of him.

Now all he needs to do is find a feckin' job.

seagull p xx