Sounds from beyond the Shed – Week 71

Still a fanboy at 58 ....

Forgive me please …

Delines woken by idiot photo

Half terms come and go at speed but this one has been a memorable one for many things. Walks with friends, recording a Mixcast broadcast and driving a battlefields tour to Ypres being the some of the highlights. And after having such a busy time of it I headed back into school completely refreshed having not thought about it at all for days. The Mixcast broadcast is for a local record shop previously mentioned in these dispatches and is purely Americana and hopefully we’ll put a link up on the site for all of you to enjoy an hour in my company – don’t worry there is no meaningless chat or frivolity just an hour of brilliant songs. Mixcast is an interesting thing as you essentially put a show together upload it and they sort out the PRS stuff so legally you’re watertight as I understand it.

The trip to Ypres was with a small party of adults and was, as ever, both moving and enraging in equal measure. A generation decimated on the bayonets of nationalism and autocracy, how times have changed.

We travelled by minibus with myself driving and as we queued for the tunnel a German plated van in front of us disgorged its weary passengers in front of my delighted eyes. A real fanboy moment as The Delines staggered into the milky sunlight, bleary-eyed from the tour schedule they were enduring on their way to Paris ( just check out the dates – not a night off for nearly three weeks and not travelling in particular comfort either) I leapt out and told them their album was the best of the year and that Nottingham had been a wonderful gig and that the RF gigs in Bedford were also treasured memories. Dave Little was on bass duties with them so a brief acknowledgement of several Bruntnell gigs was had before we were called to drive onto the train. As the tunnel journey commenced, I waited for their door to open so I could record the meeting with my phone……didn’t happen. We burst into the daylight of France, and I did the unforgiveable. I knocked on the door and asked for a quick photo. I am still ashamed. Slowly it slid open to reveal the whole band in various states of sleep, sleep that I had disturbed …but there was no going back. A garbled request was… gawd bless em all… received with genuine friendliness and the evidence is above (notice my singular inability to actually take a selfie with others… just shit really but I was panicking). Lovely people and I count myself lucky to have seen them live this year, they are wonderful and should be riding around in luxury coaches! Which I would be happy to drive for naught.

And so, the tracks are as follows Richmond Fontaine, The Delines, a new duets video, and some Pete Bruntnell featuring Dave Little filmed at this year’s Maverick fest. Apologies once again folks, unforgivable. As ever take what you want or need.

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Riding the one eyed horse into dead town the scales fell from his eyes. Music was the only true god at once profane and divine The dust blew through his mind as he considered the offering... And then he scored it out of ten and waited for the world to wake up

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