Dublin up with Krakatoa ‘Rock n Roll Revolution’

August 3, 2009

It was a lovely Friday morning when we jumped in the cab to Gatwick – with a snare drum full of clothes, a cymbal bag lined full of socks, our guitars and our bum bags (Americans call them fanny packs, ya know that?) full of euros. We were taking our first flight together, ready to play our first overseas shows.

At the airport, we found our plane had been delayed by 2 hours, so we spent about half our money in the bar, simply waiting patiently for the flight to be announced. The smokers went on a “mission” to find somewhere past customs where you could smoke, a failed mission it was.

Finally, arriving in Dublin we sat down and took in the accents of the locals, smiling as they curse incessantly. Our coach took us right into the city where we were meeting up with Niall (from Readers Wives) and good friend Danny. We’d met Niall a few times but never had the chance to really get to know him, this is something that would change within the four days, as on Saturday night him and I were blocking his hallway for an hour and a half, discussing music, musicians and everything else. So we settle into Niall’s flat which is where we’re spending our first night, with the remaining two spent in Hostels, we grab the most expensive subway I’ve ever bought and we head to check out Wheleans where we were playing the following evening.

The Irish can drink, I know we already know this and I know we have already established that stereotype in our minds but it wasn’t until I experienced it that I knew we were in way over our heads. Niall ended up having a party back at his (I still don’t know if he planned to) and we got talking to some female Irish youths – they 100% completely drank us under the table, if there had of been a table, there wasn’t a table because they sold the table, to buy more drink. They were the strangest group of girls I’d ever met but they really instilled some life into me! They were care free, happy and with livers of steel, I ended up having to say goodnight to them and made my bed on the floor, with a solid wall as a pillow.

When morning comes Jay and me self go searching for the hostel, and a bacon sandwich. 2 hours later and we still can’t find a cafe in Dublin, it’s bistros, eateries and everything in between, I couldn’t find a single bacon sandwich. We ended up ordering two cups of tea in a restaurant, falling asleep before they arrived and waking up an hour and a half later with a very amused waiter walking past us.

Saturday Evening and we return to Wheleans, for our first sound check in Ireland. There was a buzz amongst us as we set up – we’re playing in a country where no one has ever seen us, met us or heard us, how is this going to go down? Our nerves were aided by The Supernovas turning up at the venue, always easier to be in the same boat with another band, particularly when you are friends together. The venue quickly fills up it’s our time to shine – we’ve got an Irish crowd waiting for us, it was make or break and we had to perform – we did perform.

Our first gig in Dublin was amazing, the crowd responded brilliantly and were very warming to our sales pitches, as we handed them flyer’s and told them all about the single and how they can go about buying it.

Supernovas up next and it was the best I’ve ever seen them. Joei with absolute conviction in his voice, working the crowd in between songs like the professional he is becoming, he really is oozing character recently. (I expect my cheque in the post mate) and headlining the show are local men Readers Wives. This was also the best I’ve ever seen them, with a revamped set with some proper catchy and rocking tunes, so as we’ve all done the best we possibly could, time for another party!

Back to Niall’s for an evening of music. We get the acoustic guitars out and for the next few hours we’ve played every Beatles song going, with an improvised vocal lick on “Ticket To Ride” by myself.My Baby Don’t Care…. My Baby Don’t Care.. She don’t give a shit!

We crawl to the hostel and climb into our bunkbeds, not to get up again until it was time to gig.

It was our last night in Dublin and we head to the top of a tower block to perform for Balcony TV. Balcony TV is pretty self explanatory, you play a song which is put onto TV. You play On… yup you guess right, a balcony.

It was a pretty cool feeling to see passers by looking up at you wondering what the hell is going on. We leave there and walk to The Globe. Supernovas go on first this time round and again a top set by them, the star of the show being guitar tech Matt. Joei broke a string on stage, they finished the song and handed the guitar to Matt, they play “Stars And Stripes” which only features one guitar, as the last chord of this song rings out, Matt passes Joei’s guitar back and they are ready to go again, that’s gotta take some serious training.

Back to Nial’s for the third evening in a row, for a much more relaxed gathering, we discuss the weekends shannigans, and share stories about being in a band, I couldn’t of asked for a better end to this trip, with a comfortable seat, a drink in my hand and flowing conversation with people I admire.

Monday the 27th of July and our debut 7″ single “Rock n Roll Revolution” has been released! and we’re in a foreign country, we bid farewell to the friends we’ve made and we leg it to the airport (we got a cab) we pull up at Gatwick, get the guitars back, feel amazed that they survived the flights there and back, get a train straight into London, a tube to Old Street and walk through the doors of The Legion.

Being busy is amazing, it just makes you feel good. Our Equipment arrives via friends and we set up, ready to play our central London single launch, with the vinyls in our hands, t shirts, buttons and flyer’s all set up on our merch table, we’re ready to open the doors.

The biggest of all thank you’s comes from the bottom of my heart to those who showed up that night, everyone who was involved in the planning and anyone who bought a copy of our single, a t shirt or put a badge on. I haven’t smiled like that on stage since we played our Christmas gig at Amersham Arms. I haven’t felt as proud as I have of this band till that evening, a feeling of euphoria that was heightened as I see Supernovas bowl in, straight from the airport also, absolute dedication!

It’s been a long time coming, a lot longer for the rest of the band than myself, but we’ve done it now, we’ve made the first step into the real world of music. We’ve got a record out and many more on the way. So the bar closes, the venue empties, I get the drums back home and I put my head on the pillow, our holiday is over but our career is just starting.

Mostly Listening to – The sound of touch typing by my educated self.

Josh, KRAKATOA


Reader’s Wives # 26 – Hyeguen

May 9, 2009

If you’re an independent artist & you delve into the business side of things, you’ll soon find that there’s shit loads of people making a lot of money off people trying to get ‘in’ to the music industry. Arguably, more than the music industry is making itself! So many voices saying ‘here’s how to get gigs, get your songs in film, here’s how to build an audience’ etc. It took me a couple of years to focus, simply on the people I liked and had a rapport with ..It takes time to sound out those other voices, of sharks & charlatans but I’d advise, as far as people to work with is concerned, go with your gut & with the people who are as eager to talk to you as you are to them. As far as ‘bodies’ are concerned ..there’s shit loads of shite ones too ..but here’s two things you really should sign up for ..

1 / the Music Manager’s Forum

The MMF provides a network through which managers can share experiences, contacts and information. All members are encouraged to raise issues of concern (about the industry) & play an active part in an organisation that aims to be their professional voice. Less experienced members have the benefit of regular problem solving surgeries & teaching seminars, run by a killer bloke called Stuart Worthington (who manages the Happy Mondays/Shaun Ryder)

2 / the Featured Artist’s Coalition

The Featured Artists’ Coalition campaigns for the protection of performers’ and musicians’ rights. What they’re all about is driving change, so that we, the artists have more control of their music and a much fairer share of the profits it generates in the digital age. the FAC speaks with one voice to help artists strike a new bargain with record companies, digital distributors and others, and are campaigning for specific changes. Artists signed up at the time of writing include ..Billy Bragg, Boilerhouse Boys, Chrissie Hynde, Craig David, David Gilmour, Gang of Four, Iron Maiden, Jazzie B, Jools Holland, Kaiser Chiefs, Kate Nash, Klaxons, Radiohead, Richard Ashcroft, Robbie Williams, Sia Furler, Soul II Soul, Stephen Duffy, The Cribs, The Verve, Travis, Wet Wet Wet, White Lies ....and in Ireland ..mmmmmmmm ..Reader’s Wives & Robotnik ..we should run their Irish office from our building! It was mostly down to my excitement about the FAC, in fact, that got my shoes on to swagger down the launch of the Irish Branch of the Music Manager’s Forum which took place in IMRO’S Copywrite House in Dublin last week. Me, Danny (from 360) & Steve (from Balcony TV) buzzed along & through the band’s relationship with 360, we got to have a proper chat with John “Webbo” Webster (Former MD of Virgin Records & CEO of MMF UK) ..and Brian Message (Manager, Kate Nash, Faithless & Radiohead / Chairman of the MMF UK) to ourselves. On the spot, Steve decided to film an informative vid with the guys about the MMF & the FAC. I was the nearest person with a gob, so, on the spot, I had to interview them. I think I did alright ..

He also filmed the day for Episode 5 of ‘the Band Downstairs’ ..Nibbins (that’s me) with his business head on ..

Details of how to sign up for both these yokes are on the vids.

Cheers.

That’s enough fof the business business for a while now.

I feel a need to bury myself back in music.

I’m going to have a quick pint with my friend Hyeguen (who used to work in the restaurant across from our building) ..then, the band are sitting down, with the stereo on, to chill the fuck out for a minute & suss what the story is with the logistics of recording, which we’re going to do in our gaff over the summer. Always wanted to make an album in the summer to see if you could hear the summer when you listened to it later. Exciting times ..

x


Belated Camden Crawl

May 5, 2009

I’ve waited a fair few days for the events of the Camden Crawl to sink in before I put them into writing – he who writes last writes better so to speak.  Also, in the past week I have spoken to a lot of friends and fans – conducting some market research, if you will to see who is taking an active interest in these ramblings and it would appear that there’s quite a mute audience out there at the moment. Lots of individuals getting their Krakatoa fix and then retreating back into the shadows. Have your shout and debate with me.. there’s a comment box so use it, leave some feedback please.

So, me and Josh headed up early to Tommy Flynn’s in the beautiful sun for the 360 Alldayer – we were there for All Day… and all of the night. First catching Arrows Of Love I was proper impressed with them, a brave sound that most bands on this all too comfortable circuit wouldn’t usually delve into, with too many bands opting for the safe sound of the curly haired leather jacket prom king. Then catching sets by Klezma Villanova, The SupernovasRum ShebeenMozzy Green, Savants first gig and one or two bands I didn’t know too well. The rest of the band made their way in one by one, catching bands together (as they fell offstage) and trying to have a good time in a stupidly packed Tommy Flynn’s.

I personally feel Camden Crawl can become irritable when people who have clearly been drinking all day (because they bought a weekend ticket solely to see Madness), fight their way to the bar to make sure their weak beer is ordered before anyone else’s, as if they actually are more important than everyone else. Then people start to get restless, being enclosed in a small space and give each other stern looks and then they start to get uncomfortable as they are not used to being in a crowd of people and moving as they move, so people start to get violent.

I find you embarrassing if you have a problem with a band member who has brushed past your Blue Inc jumper so he can quickly scramble to grab a guitar for a friends band who are in desperate need. These are run of the mill problems when in a pub or anywhere in London that non Londoners have set up base for the day and not issues that band members and equally the organisers of the event, should have to put up with. I wouldn’t square up to them if they pushed past me in JD sports to grab a pair of trainers outback for their boss – the world keeps on spinning.

We played our longest set to date, clockin’ in at over 65 minutes, with old songs and new, some of our favourite covers and more crowd heckling than you could chuck a tub of Brylcream at.

Walking towards Mornington Crescent as the band had been chucked out by the bouncers for the sole reason of still being in the venue -  I passed undigested kebabs and evaded muggers who were out earning their wings, with too many youths wasted in the gutter, their vomit coming up to the knees and voicemails being left by the mothers to see what time they want picking up. Jack Penate then pushed in the queue in the cab office so I went home and downloaded his album.

Thank you to 360 for putting on the gig and a bigger thank you for Stuart for reasons that do not need to be mentioned. Tomorrow we’re off to see The Specials, so whilst I do nothing. I’ve been mostly listening to “Do Nothing”

Josh


Reader’s Wives # 22 – Nancy & Julia

May 2, 2009

Dispatch from Midem (The Worlds Music Market)

A Rough Guide to the Modern Music Industry for Independent Artists

by Niall James Holohan – submitted (without success) for Publication in Marchs edition of Hot Press

“Unsigned” is an antiquated term. Over 80% of releases last year were Independent releases. All over the world, intelligent artists who are willing to work for themselves, are waking up to the fact that it is more possible, now, more than ever before to have a sustainable career, playing original music, without a record label. As the music industry experiences the biggest shake up its ever seen and every one from mobile phone companies to booking agents tries to grab the golden leaves, what that means to you, as an Independent artist is that its possible to keep your master recordings, your royalties, your copyrights and out source PR, booking, promotion of shows etc to whichever companies show the most enthusiasm and belief in you. You no longer need physical distribution. Your distributions on line and your live show no longer promotes your album. Your album promotes your live show. In fact, everything you do, as an independent artist promotes your live appearances. Lost? Ill explain. But before I do, for the sake of context, take a look at this brief run down of the modern music industry, written back in the year of our Lord, 2004, by Justin Goldberg from Indie 911 in the U.S.
Before they were bought out or merged into beverage companies, telecommunications, conglomerates and internet concerns, record companies were run on instinct & driven by entrepreneurial personalities connected with the process of breaking artists & selling records. But as these companies grew larger with mergers & consolidations, those instincts were replaced with bottom lines & balance sheets. The era of slow artist development quickly evaporated. Now major record labels expect & need artists to explode on impact. Most of them don’t, and many great artists deserving a real audience are overlooked.
Consider these facts.

Of more than 37,000 titles released this year (2004) from major record companies, less than 5,000 records will sell more than 1,000 copies. Meanwhile, over 90% of the records released by major record labels over the last two decades never even made a profit. What’s left of the current major label system are designed to generate high sales from creating short term stars, not careers. Artists selling less than 100,000 units are likely to be dropped from the roster.

By dramatic contrast, artists releasing their own material, selling a fraction of those units can reap impressive profits without giving up their copyrightss or anything else. Even sales as low as 5,000 copies on an indie release can generate enough resources for indie artists & labels to continue with what they do. Make music

So, what has happened in the 5 years since then? The industry hasnt crumbled as some suggested it might. Not yet, anyway. It certainly has been bent out of shape. People are definitely buying less CDs the world over in 2009. People are downloading (illegally and otherwise) more now too. Majors have had to tighten their belts further with the rise of social networks sites (you know the names) and the likes of YouTube (and others) providing much of their content for free. Lay offs have been massive at the Majors. Meanwhile, Indies have started to look to unite & strengthen to act as one big, arguably strange ‘anti-major in order to get our cut of the money the likes of youtube (and others) have been paying to the majors for the content we see there. Heads of labels, Koch (U.S.) and Pias (Europe) have formed Merlin, to try and broker a deal for this cut, and any registered Independent label can become a member of Merlin since last month. If everyone was shocked and excited in 2004, everyones got serious in 2009. Serious about regulating an industry thats refusing to regulate itself since the start of the century.

In the past six months alone, theres been much talk about what was referred to be one pretentious git at Midem as the Radiohead initiative. Less has been said about Princes album giveaway with the Sunday World / 21 nights in the 02 arena campaign. The album was FREE (Sony are suing Prince over that little deal) and Prince made his money on the live shows. Madonnas signing to Live Nation also reflects how the entire industry and not just the bottom end is being turned upside down. With record companies left with little or no money to invest in acts, its no surprise that publishers and even concert promoters are now getting directly involved with artists. Jessica Koravos, Managing Directo of AEG Enterprises, UK (who built the o2 Arena and its brand new big brother, the o2 world arena to be opened in Berlin in September) made the point that her company not only need big artists to fill those venues now, but also in 20 years time, when Prince, Madonna, U2, Bruce Springsteen and the like will be too old to do so. If record companies no longer have the resources to develop another act the size of Coldplay, that doesnt mean its not going to happen. There are plenty of other sides to the industry who have the cash to develop artists ..so, if you’re an artist, I’d advise you look to them for your advance, your tour support. Whatever it is your fantasies tells you, chances are youd have more chance of getting some money of a mobile phone company now than you would from a record label.

But what if you don’t want to deal with the mobile phone companies?

Hmmm

I arrived at Midem, the Worlds Music Market, in Canne, which takes place at the end of January every year, a week ago, as a delegate and exhibitor with the Music from Ireland stand. All this really meant was that I could sneak into the trade hall the day before the conventions kick off and childishly observe a rabid team of construction workers sawing wood (literally) and building the market place that we’d all be doing our business in the following day. It was mental! Like an out-take from the Truman Show where a dedicated team build the set for tomorrow’s world. Except here, at Midem, it’s a real world where real business is done, to bring art, music and other questionable content into my life & yours. Its where decisions are made about what, if anything, that content is going to cost the consumer and most importantly for those I hope are reading, what it’s going to cost the artist.

Right away, I felt very empowered being there, seemingly, one of very few artists who have informed themselves about an industry in flux. You should hear the way a lot of the other, Id say 20th Century artists are talking here, all apocalyptic language ..as if the end of the record company giving you lots of money to make an album in a studio with a jacuzzi means the end of great music and people who love it! Thats the gist of what theyre saying. What Im hearing, though, is really quite similar to what I hear at home, a lot of talented but frustrated musicians, confused by the complexities of the modern music business whos prefer to concentrate on their art than get involved with the economics of it all. So many are still looking for someone else to appear out of thin air and provide them with a living. I even heard one Canadian artist say that Ani Di Franco and Aimee Mann are only “independent” cause no one would sign them. Its this kind of thinking that Id like to try and remove from any reading artists mind because its precisely that attitude of entitlement that frustrates & embitters talented artists & stops you from negotiating your way towards what is positive about the massive changes that are happening in the industry as we speak. You cant be blamed for feeling like your heads melted thinking about this stuff. Mine used to be too. But if you know who you are and you know what kind of life and career you want to have, it becomes easier to tune into the voices that are worth your while listening to.

So, yes, even if I do say so myself, I also HAVE to say that I so stand out among these kinds of artists who are, frankly, not willing to do the work, either out of ego (if youre cynical) or some ridiculous bohemian ideal which means that to be poor and starve for a businessman is somehow artistic ..or, mostly, who just find it too hard to think that way. At the risk of offending my fellow artists, it seems that a lot of you have the symptoms but not the disease, the MySpace, but not the songs, the skinny jeans, but not the business acumen. Yes. Business acumen. I never subscribed to the idea that to live in squalor, or to appear to, would make me any more artistic than someone from Dalkey who makes a great record in the comfort of their family home. I mean, whats the difference? In fact, its ironic that most of musicians that are glorified and said to have died for their art’ most likely died because they were on the road longer than was humanly possible and were frankly, either too ignorant, damaged or scared to stand up to the business men who had an interest in keeping them on tour. Janis Joplin. Jimi Hendrix. Jim Morrison. Kurt Cobain and so on. These people didn’t die for their art. They died, like we all do, for no good reason. Their life should be celebrated. Their music. And they certainly should not be held up as some icon of bohemia, as if to say to know your business is not to be artistic and to starve, on the dole, on drugs, with no songs, or to die on the road is. Rubbish. Especially in the 21st Century. If you dont value your life and what you do, then the price youll pay to someone wholl put value on it for you may be more than you really want to give up. It is certainly more than the cost of reading an article or two or seeking some friendly advice from fellow musicians or those at the FMC (in Ireland).

No surprise then that most of the business people Ive met here are intimidated by me too, because Im not afraid to talk like this to anybody and ’cause most of them (middle men) are eliminated by my existence, the self-sufficient independent artist, in the right place at the right time. As an independent artist, all I need is people to play to and someone to let those people know Im coming. Promotion and shows. You do not need to have your album in shops any more. Why bother, when less and less people are buying records in shops anyway? Why bother, as long as its on the internet, the biggest shop in the world. It may seem intimidating that youre album is now pitted against, not just those independent artists in your city, but every independent artist in the world & the argument against MySpace is that it has no way of filtering out the shit. But theres no difference there. It has always been the job of the artist to stand out and still is ..

Its true, the internets not fool proof. Having a MySpace or a website of your own is certainly not THE ANSWER & even the site itself is 40% owned by the majors in the U.S. ..As all of us who have one should know, its akin to putting a sign up on a road that nobody has to go down. You have to drive people to it. And Id argue that it, it turn should drive people to your live shows. If you play enough and youre good enough, those who dont buy the record at the show will find you, on line & buy your record ..& like Justin pointed out, sales as low as 5,000 units (on line and at shows, more than likely) can keep you alive as a working artist without having to sell your shirt to the kind of people you most likely became a musician to avoid in the first place anyway.

Dont bother spending your humble resources on retail marketing if no ones going to go to the shops to buy your album. Dont be scared to say “you know what, the people who would buy my album wouldnt go into Tower to buy it” ..Thats true of most, if not all of us Irish Independent artists. Fewer people are going to record shops for any kind of record now anyway. Its only a physical distribution industry thats in trouble that may intimidate you into feeling like you SHOULD be in the shops. That, and your own vanity (“To be in the shops is to exist”) ..Again, this is just nonsense if youre plugged in.

The bottom line, if youre in an independent band, is you are running a business, whether you know it or not, whether youre doing it well or not ..and as such, the only thing you should do is whatever you can generate enough money and resources to get you to the next shows and the next album. Dont be afraid of making money, or losing money. Use it, as fuel to keep you on the road. Youre going to need to tour outside of Ireland if you want to be a full-time musician anyway. So, keep your money, leave the PR companies and shops to Justin Timberlake, Dustin and whoever else can afford to kick water uphill. Your shows are your marketing. Its just another soon extinct middle mans idea that your album must be easy to find ..and no wonder a lot of larger companies subscribe to that idea ..when, for the most part what theyre peddling is expendable unimaginative jingles. It stands to reason that the purchase of that pap has got to be an impulse buy of the back of the kind of HEAVY advertising you cant afford, because any one who has time to think about it ..is not going to seek it out …are they?

I imagine, if you are like me, then you want to make the kind of music that people will value enough to seek out anyway. After all, if somethings easy to get, it loses its value ..just like, I dont know ..a college degree ..means little now ..if were honest about it .. ..I mean, you really need a masters to stand out in 2009 ..so, as much as an achievement it is to make an album and I admire ..well ..most people ..who can finish one off (so many people dont) ..it means nothing in and of itself ..everybodys got an album coming out in March! What will set you apart is either 1 / what you have to say as an artist or 2 / your knowledge of the business and your ability to stay alive, in it, over, hopefully, decades .. ..these are our PHDs to our album-making-degrees ..and whats more, if you have the balls to make the kind of record that would have made you say to your friends .”.shit, listen to this” then you wont feel like a fake for trying to get people into it and people wont feel duped if they decide they like it ..In fact, it’s not marketing ..it’s just getting yourself out there, unafraid to be judged ..

So, go find new and interesting ways to promote yourself. Create them. Make Ireland weirder. Wed all be better off. Furthermore (if I can get all Shakespearean on you) ..all the business men say it’s absurd that music is now being taken for free from there ..they’ve tried encoding it and restricting it and even fining people who download music ..but to me, music’s wild & it’s just going back where it belongs ..in the air ..we’ve had 100 years of music lovers paying for artefacts (down deep in which the music is contained) and the internet has put that model of physical product at great risk. As most of the business men struggle to figure out ways to make money from you downloading music (and videos) to your i-pod and phone (soon to be the same thing) most of the artists are frustrated that companies won’t give them lots of money to make an album (like the old days)

Why complain ..when you can assemble a home studio for a few grand and make your album yourself ? What do you then? ..well, the world of music lovers, both here, in the UK, in Europe and beyond are crying out for you to simply PLAY LIVE ..despite the increase in ticket prices (even at Whelans size venues the world over) ..music lovers are showing up in ever increasing numbers to see music live ..this is great news for us independent musicians ..

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To sum up ..Id argue, friends, that if you still consider yourself an “unsigned” artist, then you should watch your head as you walk out the door. That implies that the only thing missing from your make up is the record deal, which, quite simply, in most peoples cases, is not the case. Even if you were, up and running, touring, making enough money to get from town to town and record to record, you may still not get “signed” ..but so what! If you were at that level ..besides some childish fantasy of being held at shoulder height, why would you want to be “signed” anyway? Seriously. All it would mean is giving more of your hard earned money away to someone who never took a quarter of the risks you have. If you can wrap your head around it & admit it to yourself, its a good thing, where youre at. Right now.

So, decide what kind of life and career you want to have. Spend some time informing yourself about the industry. (Talking Heads David Byrne has a great column in Wired magazine if youd rather take a well known persons word over mine). If you’re buying my rant ..I’d suggest you set about de-mystifying the industry for yourself as I have done and Ive no doubt that once you have, youll find it a lot easier to see the wood for the trees and find those people who are hungry and driven as you are (or should be) – those people who have the belief and the ethics to see you through to the next stage of your life and career. Its true, too that some of the indies are part-time charlatans with no money or resources to help you and that some major companies do have A&R people who work with artists this way too. Im not saying its black and white. I was particularly impressed with NICK RAPHEAL, EPIC RECORDS (works, hands on to develop artists). If you want to be FAMOUS that badly, give him a bell. Otherwise, though, Id suggest we all stop standing around with mops and pretending were cleaners. When you’ve got your head around that, then make a point of ignoring anyone who tells you maybe ..A no is better than a maybe ..at least you know where you stand. Dont listen to anyone in PR who tells you how English bands got up and running without realising themselves that what theyre regurgitating is another English PR companies press release. Dont listen to anyone who talks about “the Canadian model” or what “the Norwegians have done” with their music scene over the past few years unless theyre actively seeking to set up similar support those countries provide for their artists, here in Ireland. For all the complaining that goes on about publicans acting like promoters, and the lack of performance agreements & grants (can you name a great record funded by an Arts Council?) ..Irelands basically a country too small to make a touring living in, full of people who all hornpipe out of the womb. Youre lucky to get one song out of you at a party in Dublin before your guitars snapped out of your hands, which ..as far as the party is concerned, is great ..but it does mean that you need to look beyond this place in order to make a living playing music. By dramatic contrast, set yourself up some shows in Germany and more than likely, if you take out your guitar out at the after party, you & your band will be providing the music for the rest of the night too. Musicians are less ubiquitous in Europe and I dont think its a coincidence that appreciation of original live music is greater there too so dont listen to anyone who tells you what you “should” do unless they’re going to help you set up shows in France or Spain.

OK.

I’m going to buy a child size guitar now so when I meet this publisher at 5, he’ll know he’s dealing with an eccentric genius! The WORLD, not just the music business, is in need of this kind of shake up and faces like mine, who are happy, not frustrated, or struggling, ’cause change is happening in their time.

In 2004, as a bright eyes singer/songwriter, I was asked to perform at a few of the bigger industry conventions. In The City (New York) NEMO (Boston) and South X South West (Austin). At that time, everyone was talking about the rise of the digital age – mp3s, file sharing sites, the internet and what it would mean to the music industry. Independent labels and their artists were excited about this new phenomenon which was opening up avenues for new artists to gain exposure. Major labels were worried that their content was being stolen” by consumers and more frustratingly, free content platforms (like youtube, who’s meteoric rise through 2007 has really shaken the majors to life) and theyre profit margins were already starting to lose weight. Those who were too big (logistically) or too scared of getting used to things, as they are, spoke in apocalyptic language. The digital age of P2P file sharing and free content providers was threatening to take down the whole music industry!

The futures crying out to be invented
Any takers?

- thanks to Nancy Harris & & Julia Molony for help is streamlining what was, a much longer rant ..


Krakatoa – Are You A Chap?

April 15, 2009

Saturday morning Kentish Town, Krakatoa, look through slit eyes to find their travel for the next day – after many jokes about us cramming in a mini and a van without any seats, we find the mini bus and set (road) sail to Manchester. With Kyle, Sean and James being the bullies on the back row we all crammed in where we could. I’ve never had so many stops on one road journey, mainly thanks to Kyle’s little girl of a bladder -  Broken windows, Broken wrists and broken hearts, nothing stands in his way! Road journeys always result in hysteria and we discussed air bags, the macabees (is that how you spell it? ask someone else) and everything that is wrong with Darien.

Eventually, we pull up to the venue and get the legs stretched, a couple of the lads had booked a hotel, which was actually the building next to the venue. Lazy gits. We hit the town to start flyering the youth of today, eat some Burger King and drink some Wetherspoons. Thanks to globalisation you can literally sit anywhere in the world and have every place feel exactly the same as the last, it’s like you never left the comfort of your own local fast food chain!

After the least cooperative soundcheck we’ve encountered in many a month, 4/6 of us freshened up, leaving me and Darien to tell each other how nice we look.

Sean Redmond took the stage first, it was only the second time I have seen him but again I gotta say I really like his stuff – very talented player and singer. Time passes quicker up North and before we knew it we were playing a short upbeat set – we tried out our two new songs, one of them making its live debut (expect to hear it on Friday). We were on good form and playing well. We wrapped it up with Dead End Street and hit the bar, after yelping and hurting our hands we decided to stop hitting the bar and order some drinks.

After the gig the venue turns into a fairly predictable “indie” club which filled out quicker than a TKMaxx on Boxing day.

Drink prices crashed and we drunk something like 10 boxes of cranberry juice – at one point me and Jack were in the line to play Guitar Hero, but a bit more observing and we saw that the people playing it, were probably the developers as they were not missing a note. I’m not embarrassing myself further by wasting peoples time and asking “what way do I hold it?”

Andrew danced the biggest he ever has, as Rage Against The Machine smashed out of the speakers. I upset lots of women by asking them what was wrong with them and the night went on like that really – it was hectic and funny – lots of dribble and lots of chewing gum in hair.

The club chucked out at 3 and we headed back to the hotel. Like I mentioned earlier, some of the lads booked rooms – Andrew, Darien and myself didn’t. We decided to crash on the floor of one of the rooms, but thanks to another kid genius moment by Darien and we’ve attracted attention to ourselves, we’re informed that security are on their way to check the rooms. Andrew legs it to a fire escape, Darien hides in the cupboard and I.. I took my shoes off.

I don’t know what any of us were thinking, but lo and behold in they come. They close the room door, and slowly open the cupboard door, to reveal a red faced Darien. “get out of there” they say to him, and escort the both of us downstairs. Andrew meanwhile is still on the fire escape and me n Darien are now on the cold streets of Manchester at 4am.

We met new friends and unintentionally scared some girls, and we knew we had to go somewhere to kill some hours.

Then I realised, last time we were in Manchester I joined a casino! so we trek to the other side of town, playing the blues and meeting graphic designers on the way, we stroll into the casino and I smugly show them my membership card, and we finally sit down inside knowing we can spend the night here, but again I’m wrong, this Casino shuts at 6am and back out onto the street we go. We spend a very desperate half hour in a car park trying to get warm, the sun rises and we launch a new mission to get back to the hotel and bypass security. Splinter Cell style, we stop in many newsagents to soak up some heat, we bought this months issue of Chap magazine, and before we knew it we’re back outside the hotel. Our plan of “walk in” went very well, we say good morning to the concierge desk as naturally there has been a shift change (it is now 8.30am) and we infiltrate the band room for the second time. Success.

One Hour sleep and we’re back on the bus. We all feel like mold and we journey home – When I got in I slept for 17 hours.

This Friday is Rough Kids! at The Dirty south, With:

The Thirst
Krakatoa
RedTrack
Sods Law

Krakatoa


Bournemouth II – Supernovas

April 9, 2009

I am writing this nearly a week late as I have been a busy bunny and haven’t had time to think, let alone ramble…

It was last Friday and we started off with an arranged meet-up time of midday at my house. This soon became 1pm and when the van eventually arrived at my house, it was 4pm. For once however, this was not the fault of The Supernovas. The organisers of our second Bournemouth trip had agreed to come and pick us up with all of our equipment and drive us back down. I think it was our Kharma for being 3 hours late to the gig in Lewisham a couple of weeks ago. So once we had loaded the stuff in at mine and then picked up the drums from Moses’ house, we were on the road by about 5pm.

The Journey up was laugh. I made damn sure that I was taking the spare seat up front as we didn’t realise there was a light for the back until we got to Fleet! This meant that the rest of the band and our entourage were left sitting in complete darkness for the best part of an hour. Tayo was his usual flamboyant self, supplying plenty of beers for the journey and a copy of the new Roses Kings Castles cassette for entertainment.

By the time we eventually rolled up to the venue at 8:30pm, it was dark and we didnt have a lot of time to get set up and stuff. Luckily we had new recruit Matty on hand to keep an eye on things and give us a hand with the sound. He done us proud and even made the sacrifice of only drinking 2 beers so he’d be sober enough to do the job properly.

It was quite surreal being introduced to a journalist as soon as we got there and having to do interviews and stuff. Exciting though.

On the way to the gig, we were asked to play our set in 2 halves. This ended up working to our advantage as we had some really bad feedback problems during the first half (due to not soundchecking) so that basically acted as a soundcheck in practise. Once we had sorted the sound issues out and got back on for the second half however, the gig really took off. I think the most well-received track was ‘Heatwave’ unsurprisingly as its our only cover and only track anyone had heard before.

After the gig, we went back to the organiser Neale’s house by the beach for a party. It lived up to and exceeded all expectations (nice one Neale) and I woke up the next morning on a floor covered in his recently deceased dogs hairs (RIP Eric). Tayo was getting started early with a Strongbow in his hand and the odds of actually getting home that day began to look bleak. As a result, we stayed down til Sunday and went to check out the venue we’re playing in June called The Winchester on Saturday night. It was a fancy dress party and everyone had come as something beginning with ‘M’ which was a touch because the gang of gatecrashers that I arrived with had all coincidentally dressed as a gang of Mods. Result. The DJ was wicked, so we got Neale to book him for the gig in June. The rest of the night passed with lots of drinking and an interesting photoshoot involving Rizo and a Burlesque dancer. More on that when it materialises.

Anyway, it’s late in the day and my eyes are going blurry.

Good night.

Joei xxx


Krakatoa – Baby You’re So Square

April 7, 2009

Friday we took to the Dirty South again for the second installment of the new night “Rough Kids” – Dirty South was packed and we no longer had full roam of the pool table which made me upset. There was a good mixture of new talent and upcoming bands across the bill, with each band bringing a healthy audience to support them – some right olde mugs tried to ruin the night with attempted fights and threatening to drive by band members, but they were quickly shown the door. Wingnut kept the crowd together by acting head security, not only did this keep peace… he also became one with the ladies, they were lovin’ him.

After a brief recover we all met back up for Tom’s Stagg do.

Starting off in Charing Cross we discussed Grease 2 with new friends, we saw a band perform behind a bar (who actually thought they were the “best mother fucking band” and privileged to be behind there), covering all your favourites -  from All The Small Things to Sex On Fire. It’s humorous how they were old enough to be Blink 182’s fathers!

From there we spent time in a Mexican bar drinking the nicest bottled beer I’ve had -  got Jacko to thank for that. Then mob mentality kicked in and it took us an hour and a half to get from Charing Cross to Hoxton as we took wrong tube after wrong tube, talked about wii sports with strangers and adopted a whole new interest in rubbish bags. The remainder of the night was spent in a Rockabilly club playing one decades worth of music, where the most cutting insult thrown at us that night was “you look like inspector gadget”

Riding the train home at 8:10am I had a swift debate with a VJ and was astounded to hear that his sheltered life had not been exposed to current economic issues, he was also not aware of them. a few hours kip and I was back out to relieve stress, driving range style! I’m awful at golf, awful.

This week sees us practicing for Manchester, going to Manchester and returning from Manchester, by the way this Saturday we have a gig in Manchester, join our facebook group for the lo down.

Krakatoa


Reader’s Wives # 16 – Dianne

April 3, 2009

Balcony TV Presents

the Band Downstairs

Episode 2

Disko’s Birthday filmed at EAsT South Korean Restaurant, Crane Lane, Temple Bar

- dedicated to Liam Diskin & Disko’s missus Naomi

Xx


Grim Fandango

March 26, 2009

Had some funny days and funny nights, I’ve grazed my knees and laddered my tights.

I met up with one of the most evil men I know on Monday to go to a free gig at 93 Ft East Brick Lane -  I say he’s evil because he I have never come home sober if out with him. So me and Simon met up with some mates and head inside, with the sambuca warming me insides I saw a lot of old faces, some that remembered me and some that showed no remorse in forgetting me. First on were The Early Swerve who I haven’t seen in time, couple a new tunes which is to be expected but still ending on trusty favourite “6 of 12 for you” then the headlining act “Tom Allalone & The 78’s” the greatest band to come out of Gravesend as far as I can remember. Their stage presence is something to be envious, as they have made being in a band look cool again. One Drive through KFC later and I was back to play more Grand Theft Auto over the Internet with a bunch of people I’ve never met.

Then, Darien and I became removal men, then delivery men. Picking up Jess’s old unwanted TV, very awkwardly lumbering it in my car and then taking it straight to New Cross to Martin’s. Getting that TV up the stairs was hard. I tell ya now it was hard. I warned Martin and Darien beforehand that I was going to get serious – veins were gonna come out of places they didn’t know I had veins and I would probably have to resort to something ridiculous to get it up there. At the top step it wasn’t moving anymore – I was pulling, and they were pushing, but we couldn’t enough grip – I had to lay on the floor and pull the TV up with my legs kinda over myself, well very over myself. I was sitting under a TV. But whatever works right?

I decided I wanted at least 2 hours apart from Darien before we met up again later so I took him home, cried at the pitiful sight of my drum stick “collection” (being 3 sticks all odd) and headed to my local to meet up with Darien. Having a quiet drink and bitch about everything and everyone, (not you mum don’t worry ;) ) I then spent the rest of the evening arguing with a wannabe Victorian capitalist – he had a brash mix of highly opinionated and undereducated statements that judging from his mannerisms, few people ever questioned. But once again he’s a winner as he is significant enough for me to not only remember, but to moan about to  the five continents that are currently tuned in to my ramblings.

Tomorrow I have an interview to become a man in shorts with a bike, the next time I write to you I might be a postman. If this happens the blog will be going back to basics, no Internet. Just Mailing lists and a hella lotta stamps!

Off to the Dirty South tonight. Hopefully I’ll win at least one game of pool. KILLER!

Mostly Listening to – One One Cocoa By Gregory Isaacs

Krakatoa


Reader’s Wives # 10 – Grace

March 26, 2009

Heilige scheiße! Over a month since I last blogged but with good reason. Life is sweet these days & time to blog, thin on the ground. I’m now living in an apartment four floors up on Dame Street in Dublin, along with Reader’s Wives members Chris Morrin & Disko. The killer thing about knowing your landlord, as we do, too is that you get to meet everyone who moves into the building with the end result that there’s a vibrant, life affirming vibe about the place. I’m not saying this would work for every person in every apartment building the world over. It should. But of course, it doesn’t. Not here, however. Everybody’s got their own thing going but we hang out with each other, support each other, party & recover together & ensure to keep the door open for the gang to grow. Simple, killer, easy going. So no blogs, recently as I’ve been spending half the time busy with music stuff & the other half, enjoying thoroughly meeting the people in the new building. Living, as opposed to simply talking about it, you know? It’s a good thing ..

It’s also rare these days to be part of this kind of community. A real one, as opposed to a virtual one, or one that has been manufactured as opposed to one that comes together naturally out of interest in one another’s lives. I say community because as well as our friends in the building, there’s also EAsT, across the laneway. Dublin’s finest South Korean restaurant. We’ve got to know the owner & the staff there too and from this Friday will be using it, weekly (every Friday, obviously) as an underground sketch pad for musical ideas. Beneficial, i thought to try anything new out of an audience rather than simply please ourselves behind closed doors. No point in something new if it’s not also improved. That’s our aim. To make ten times a better record than the first one & with the help and involvement of those in our direct surroundings, we’re well on our way ..

So, yes. It’s been a hectic, creative, crazy, wonderful time-flying kind of month. Alot of rehearsal, recording, impromtu gigs, mad cap ideas between business meetings & a whole host of other drama under the water. And I’m aware you’ve missed out on a lot of it simply because I hadn’t the time to keep up.

So ..a solution.

In order to keep you guys up to date ..in order to document what is already, is just a few months shown itself to be a genuinely special time ..& in co-operation with our neighbours at BalconyTV, Dublin (if someone lives above you, they’re still your neighbour, right?) ..we’re going to filming the comings and goings of the band until our second record is finished. Who has time to read things on the internet any more anyway? Time, now to use fewer words and more images to communicate on-line, I think we’re all agreed.

So here it is ..Balcony TV Presents ‘the Band Downstairs’ ..Episode 1,

in which Balcony TV finds us jamming/writing something we’ve called ‘Hide & Seek’ before playing some old live favourites ‘Love’ ’Victor’s Mother Juliet’ & ‘Take A Step Back’ for whoever was in the building that particular night ..Check back soon for further installments. I’ll try & keep the writing up to date too. It won’t perhaps be as long winded as before, but that’s most likely the kind of blessing in disguise that self absorbed people like me won’t even catch the importance of! Or did just do that there? Hmmmm ..

N.H