We have started recording things again. Only took a plague for it to seem like a good idea.
PLAGUE SOUNDS
Noel Gallagher put out a new but old Oasis song at midnight for a shitey Covid-19 release, so we put one out at ten to four. Here’s that time the ghost of John Peel recorded us in a luxury hotel.
DATE W/IKEA
Stay indoors, wash your hands, and don’t be one of those bellends.
LISTEN TO ME PLAY BASS
On Wednesday night, we played the last ever live music in the Scotland. We were humbled to be the ones asked to close music down, but also need to thank Eat The Friek, Mod, Aiden and Duncan for helping, too.
Here’s a photograph of the moment when Davie suddenly stopped drumming after having a premonition of his own death.
SUMMER OR WINTER
Post-Brexit, post-Christmas bloat with all the trimmings. Seven pounds. That’s exactly how much you’ll be able to buy a house for in a few years. Bargain of a price to see us. B A R G A I N.
FOR THE NIGHT IS DARK AND FULL OF BREXIT – S. HOWIE