Tuesday 11 May 2010

Postcards From The Feedback Den



We've just got back from an awesome few days down in That London, recording our album and doing all manner of other cool things. Here's a blow by blow account, the names have not been changed to protect the innocent:

We travelled down on the train on Friday afternoon with a couple of reebs. We were supposed to have been playing a gig that evening but it had been cancelled when it transpired that the venue was only licensed for a "moderate" amount of awesomeness, and we couldn't guarantee that we wouldn't exceed that. So instead we holed up in a lovely little pub and talked politics with my good friend Claire and her entourage.

On Saturday we headed over to Shoreditch to meet Benn, machine meistro in Ulterior and our close personal friend who'd invited us down so he could produce our album. The fun times flowed thick and fast and we managed to get my guitars down for 8 tracks. Some of my favourite moments of the session were Ben laughing uncontrollably all the way through one of my takes, and our inspired construction of a "feedback den" to get the sound we needed for the first solo on Hot Meat. That evening we had the pleasure of meeting The Fabulous H-Town Savage whose energy both onstage with her band and offstage was formidable.



On Sunday R-Man nailed the bass for all the tracks and McG started work on chroming our drum sound. The highlight of the day for me was when he dropped the biggest snare you've ever seen onto No Fear Of Humans and we all punched the air involuntarily for what seemed like a blissful eternity. We followed it up with the Ulterior staples of London living: street drinking and a Vietnamese buffet. No that's not a euphemism.



On Monday we had lunch with my old pals Robin and Louise, then collected our friend Shaw from St Pancras. Shaw insists that he's our manager, but unfortunately his knack of leaving his satchel behind everywhere he goes leaves me feeling uneasy: that could be my drum machine in there! We then visited the London Film Museum which was disappointing and a bit light on material: Great Men unrecommends! After a pint of Cotswolds lager we were back in the game and met the wonderful Ros for a tour round Parliament. Once Shaw's collection of concealed weapons had been confiscated at the door, we got to see all manner of awe-inspiring rooms, including being left unsupervised in the House of Lords. We then had some reebs in the Parliament 'Sport and Social' Bar before dining like kings in the Parliament cafeteria. Then after a brief meet with Mandelson (I'm pretty sure we were papped - let me know if you see any photos), we had to move on to the evening's main event, a Pavement gig at Brixton Academy. The culmination of most of Regan's life's work, I'll let him tell that story. I enjoyed it tremendously though, and celebrated in true London style with some fried chicken.



On Tuesday we collected our equipment from the studio and bid Benn a fond farewell, before meeting our Strike Team comrade Macca (aka Benn's Brother) for some lunchtime drinks to handover responsibility for London's rock status as we hopped on the train back to Nottingham.

Now I just can't wait for the mixes: they'll blow all of your minds!

For a full photographic record of the trip, check out our Facebook page.

1 comment:

  1. Solid performance there C-Bomb. I for one don't believe you could have kept the awesomeness to a reduced level. Pub was always going to be the better way.

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