Gigs galore

So ladies and gents the month of January has ended on a high. The gig went as well as we could have wished and has resulted in a rebooking with the promoters for another venue. The gulls come away from their morale-boosting performance excited for the next few gigs lined up. These can be found on our facebook group page for any of those who wish to join the flock (https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Seagulls/214694068609787?sk=app_178091127385). Apart from their recent gig, the gulls do not have much to report. Over the weekend a visit by two of the flock's bottom bitches, Claire and Rebecca, meant that the kitchen and living room were cleaned and the gull's nest became even more welcoming than before. One small blemish was their terrible taste in music - to quote one particularly horrid song played, 'I'm sexy and you know it... I work out.'

This week the gulls are all slaving away at our various professions while trying to fit some song-writing and band practice in between. Furthermore, seagull p has come to the conclusion that some Royal Mail staff are depressingly incompetent and we should return to pigeon carriers.... or even better, we should turn to seagull carriers, to carry the letters of love and life to their intended recipients.

To end on a tastey quote from a poet Seagull P is particularly fond of at the moment:

'When we find ourselves wanting everything it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing'

- Sylvia Plath

adios amigoes, seagull p xx