Let the chaos begin!
After weeks of beautiful sunshine, on the day I was due to go to London, it snowed - BIG TIME! I looked out the window in the morning and there was a foot of snow on the ground and the traffic had all but stopped. This was after two weeks of glorious sunshine. I could hardly believe my eyes, or the bad timing, but I understood the way these things work – from chaos comes order, and after a few hours the gritter lorries sprung into action and the commuters had all turned round and gone home, so the roads were clear. The show must go on.
By the way, while I think of it, here's a link to Buck's book:
Heart and Lung takes place in the basement bar which is a small space into which a friendly audience had gathered by the time I'm on the mic. It’s a bit of a musical first for me as this is the only time I’ve taken the whole kaoss rig down to the big smoke. I got the loops coming out of the loops and the poetry followed. I played ‘Here come the words’, ‘Good year for the spiders’, ‘The Smells of London’ and ‘Disappeared Friend’. Then Buck joined me for an improvised ending with something that had never been played before, and it worked surprisingly well.
Now let me tell you this, London can be a tough gig for outsiders, and I’ve played some of those gigs, places where the beautiful people gather and they don’t want their lovely ways polluting with the likes of me. Superficiality reigns supreme and performances are judged by the latest fashion or who is present in the room. Places where the performers are consumed by the desire for fame and frozen by the fear of it.
Thankfully, the Heart and Lung Unit is not one of those nights, just like the wonderful Spoonful of Poison, it has the feel of an all embracing environment where the variety of acts on offer are wide ranging and hand-picked for quality, and an audience willing to give anything a listen appreciate the difference, appreciate the openness, and even appreciate the moments when everything collapses into chaos and improvised madness. I guess what I’m saying is, I couldn’t have asked for a better audience than the one me and Buck got on this night in London.
The formula is a simple one at the Heart and Lung Unit and it comes in the shape of 3 bands, 3 comics for 3 quid, and the night has the feel of something that is evolving into bigger and better things.