Slightly too embarrassed to fully play the part of 'artist in residence', our very own Mrs. Reed sketched these images rather furtively under the table at last month's Special Sounds night at Oliver's. Steve would like to apologise for spelling Xylitol wrong. Details of this month's night of Special Sounds to follow shortly.
Thursday, 25 June 2009
Thanks to everyone who came along to Oliver's last night. Write up and photos over at Records Make Great Pets. The next evening of Special Sounds will be on the last Wednesday of July, the 29th.
I am Xylitol. There are some cocksure little twerps who would think nothing of swaggering onstage, waving their dick around, thumbs through their beltloops to a retarded sleazebag glitterbeat thud they'd knocked up in five minutes on a DX7 drum machine and a broken 'Soul Preacher' FX pedal. I, however, am seldom asked to perform gigs, galleries, clubs or any other kind of social occasion, so when Monster Bobby requested I break my protracted silence on the occasion of the inaugural night of his 'Little Other' club in Greenwich, SE London, I naturally leapt at the chance. I hope my decision to perform in public (and by 'perform' I mean, more specifically, to press 'play' on a backing tape, jab at a synthesizer, talk and shuffle nervously) will not prove too acutely embarrasing for either me or the few who may choose to pay witness to such a spectacle.
Here follows a sample song for those yet unfamiliar with my musical endeavours, entitled 'Ghost Office' in hommage to both Beyond The Implode RIP and Delia Derbyshire (RIP).
Slightly too embarrassed to fully play the part of 'artist in residence', our very own Mrs. Reed sketched these images rather furtively under the table at last month's Special Sounds night at Oliver's.
Steve would like to apologise for spelling Xylitol wrong.
Details of this month's night of Special Sounds to follow shortly.
