It was a great gig, and by the end we had a lovely crowd of probably around three to four hundred people. Initially suspicious of our Victorian costumes and Indian vibe (it is folk music, it’s just not your folk…), the set went down really well – to the point where I was actually thrown off concentration by the cheering during the last song.
Here’s me and Chandy, all dressed up with nowhere to go except the glamorous backstage corrugated iron crate:
It was a bit weird wandering round site dressed up – it was fine when we were all together (safety in numbers and all that), but when I was on my own I just looked like a lost Goth who had ended up in a tie-died real-ale nightmare.
Afterwards, we went and signed CDs, gave away sugar mice and did a bit of busking in the Mojo signing tent. We seemed to have attracted a large younger following, so the sugar mice came in useful as gifts/bribery. Or maybe the mice were attracting the kids, in some kind of horrendous Pied Piper reversal thing. We’ll never know.
And after that, we headed of to Karl’s magic recording studio, built into an American Airstream trailer. It was a tight squeeze:
We recorded new track The Suitor, which sounded brilliant, and a new version of Rats (our last single), which wasn’t so good as I was really tired and grumpy by then, and kept screwing my part up. Hopefully Karl can fix it in the mix…
Hopefully at least one of them might go out on the radio (errr, not sure which station) – and we should also be featuring in the official Folk Festival podcast. And we’ll also be making them available for download as soon as possible.
Finally, here’s my favourite pic from the festival – the Splott Brothers, with their bizarre portable cocktail bar/hammond organ, asking for directions in the carpark:
I’m off on holiday to Canada now. Yay!