ha!

our man 'get cape, wear cape, fly' (see post below) is on tour with the other Dave House, apparently! Maybe thats why my mate asked me in that text if I knew anything about him!

(the other Dave House, you ask? Look!

pigeonholes

Cliche's , genres, pigeonholes... I have a love/hate relationship with them but every now and again I have to admit that they do their job very well! My favourite types (and those that work best for me) are those I make up purely for the categorisation of my own sprawling record collection, such as 'scary electronica' and 'boom-cha / swirly house'.

Recently, though, I got a text from a mate asking if I knew anything of a guy called 'get cape, wear cape, fly'. I didn't, and forgot to reply. Then I spotted an ad for Resident Records in the Source which listed the tickets the shop have on sale at the moment. Lo and behold, our man 'get cape, wear cape, fly' was amongst them. This prompted me to text my mate back with the string of assumptions I instantly made about the musician in question based purely on this ad and the name of the artist himself.

Namely that, if theres tickets available at Resident, its likely that he's alternative - probably indie, folky or electronic if he's playing a live gig in Brighton. With a name like 'get cape, wear cape, fly', I hedged my bets that he was an indie/electronic crossover type. This was based on the trend I've spotted for alternative indie/electro artists/promoters to name themselves, their bands and their nights after statements. Examples in our fair city include 'It Came From The Sea', 'She Likes Parties', 'I am Magpie', 'You Slay Me', etc.

Now, tonight I heard a tune by Get Cape, Wear Cape, Fly on my housemates computer. Funny how things go around. Anyway, it was a nice song with guitars and other twiddly instruments with a farily folky vibe, an indie-type vocal and a fair scattering of bleeps and pops and electro-tinkerings. So my assumptions were really quite accurate considering I'd based them all on a brief reference in an ad and the dudes name!

I don't think it's big or clever, incidentally, I just think its interesting how much you can assertain about an artist with very little info if you keep an eye on the habbits of musical subcultures.

You don't know what you've got til it's gone

I seem to identify periods of time in my life as chapters once they're over, or at least as they're coming to an end. Before that it's just what I'm doing, how I'm living. But as soon as that set up is threatened with closure, it suddenly becomes a tangible episode in the story of my life, open to reminiscence, nostalgia and labelling. Firstly the current chapter is wrapped up and the process of transition to a new one begins. Then I'm in the new chapter and stories start "do you remember that time in Rose Hill Terrace..." or "When I was in halls..." and suddenly the old chapter has a title. I find it quite bittersweet and melancholy.

death of a generation

I was cleaning my room today (doesn't happen often) and in the gloom under my table, which is a rather nice wooden dining type table, I found a small spiders web. Attached to the web were dozens of tiny spider skeletons. Obviously a spider had laid some eggs down there and the poor wee arachnids never flew the nest. If I remember 'Charlottes Web' correctly, they make little silk lines and fly off with the wind. In this case, though, they remained under my table for the entirety of their short lives, and perished.