Dear Birds,
Another month has flown by, leaving only a slight hangover and some dodgy pictures in its wake.
I won’t be sharing the pictures.
I will, however, tell you a little about some of our recent gigs. We had the pleasure of joining
The Rohan Theatre Band on their, (his), last ever gig. He’s giving up the life of glamour to concentrate on his writing. Trousseaux captivated us that evening too, check them out
here…
Last week three lovely Yanks stayed in the nest, by the name of Parker, Forrest and Judith, collectively The Alphabet (previously Pretty Balanced). They played with us at the Caroline Of Brunswick and were delightfully bizarre. We like them a lot, and one day we’ll invade their personal space somewhere in the middle of America. (Ohio anyone? Someone fetch me an atlas!)
Sandwiched between these two events was the lovely Philippa’s birthday. A sexy sandwich of chocolate cake and wine.
Then the real madness began, Dirty Cabaret, part of the I Am Joy Festival in Chichester. Thanks to Chris The ORGANAITOR, we were given free beer, chips, and placed in front of a baying crowd. By the time they’d seen the amazing Le Band Extraordinaire, and a saucy burlesque show, they were ready to go a bit nuts. And they did.
Most recently we shared a stage with Sweet Sweet Lies (briefly reduced to two, but slayed anyway), and The World Inferno/Friendship Society. Featuring some of the most frantic, energetic, virtuosic performances we’ve ever seen. As you can see, it left us grasping for superlatives.
Phew, don’t know about you, but I could do with a lie down. Sod that. Instead, we shall be working on new songs to flash at you in a suggestive manner. And hopefully, some tasty new pictures. Oh yes.
Stay tuned for our next adventure, same Bird-Time, Same Bird-Channel.
Love from Keely (violinist with mystique) and the birds xxx