Itinerary

Get shit done.

Spend a lot, live fucking loads.

I'm up in Sheffield for the week to get shit done and spend a lot. Boozy düs and punk rock.

I played a show in Harrow last Saturday last minute. Here's a video of a bunch of bands that played that. Apologies, I Have None are my favourite band at the moment.

Cynics, Rooftops, Leagues Apart, Apologies, i have none, Serf Combat, Above Them from emilou on Vimeo.

In a bit.

Brain? BRAIN?!

Against Me!’s new album White Crosses leaked three months before it came out.

I think it’s fucking rad.

Kieran’s put me on the Arteries/Bangers show in Manchester this Sunday. Thanks KK. Jugs said I’m playing the all-dayer in Harrow on Saturday. Big love, Jugs. Rob asked if I could play with Franz Nicolay in Derby next Wednesday. Nice one Rob.

Ian Chaddock and myself went for burritos yesterday then went to see Shutter Island at the cinema. It freaked me the fuck out.

I’ll be in Sheffield for the next week or so. Here are some photos.

In a bit.

Drink beer and skate

In the last two days I’ve been skating twice, both times going down to Stockwell park.

Times are good. Keep moving forward.

In a bit.

Search for self.

I’ve learnt a lot since last writing my last blog post.

Yesterday I quit a job at a small teen magazine I started working at last month. I’ve been doing freelance stuff for them for a while (and will continue to do so), but going to the offices in Ramsgate, Kent every day with a two hour journey each way weighs on your productive mind. It wasn’t working out, so I’m back here trying to get internships and freelance commissions.

‘Back here’ has changed as well. After Brighton and spending Christmas sleeping on peoples’ sofas and spending the day at my mum’s new house with my step-dad near Exeter, I moved to my dad’s house in Islington. It was supposed to be a stepping-stone until me and my brother (already living there) found a new place. I ended up spending just over a month there and it sucked. I don’t know his wife and have no interested in doing so, inevitably making the house a bomb about to explode. It’s funny how the small but constant shit makes a home on your back…

My friend Angela needed two housemates for her place in Elephant and Castle so here I am! Sitting on the kitchen sofa listening to The Arteries. Alright!

I went on tour for the second time a couple of weeks ago with Sam Russo and it was by the far the most successful tour I’ve been on. People came to the shows, people sung and people partied. We got petrol money and even money each to get back our respective southern England homes from Sheffield. That’s definitely a first.

I’ve also recorded a first ep, but more on that later.

When I was at my mum’s this weekend gone I finished reading Goodbye New Brunswick New Jersey. It’s a guy’s personal account of his time spent living in the epicentre of the New Brunswick basement scene throughout the 90s and it’s fucking awesome. I heavily recommend it.

In a bit!