Since Matthew is in Canada slathering himself in maple syrup and offending his relatives, I’m in charge of this the gig listings this week. This has actually made me look up gig listings in Edinburgh properly for the first time in ages. And it is depressing. There are some interesting things happening this week, however, such as Neu! Reekie! and *ahem* The Ides of Toad, but there really is such a shortage of gigs in this city, especially if you compare it to other cities. As a youth I think it is fair to blame it on a distinct lack of interest by most of the young people here…

YOUNG PEOPLE OF EDINBURGH; PUT DOWN YOUR STRAWBERRY DAIQUIRI FROM TIGERLILLY, TAKE OFF YER JACK WILLS JOBBY CATCHERS, LEAVE GEORGE STREET, AND COME AND ENJOY SOME MUSIC. LOVE, IAN.

Okay? Okay.

Monday 21st May: Admiral Fallow at The Queen’s Hall

I still don’t get why people like Admiral Fallow. But if you are a 16 year old girl or a dad who doesn’t know any better, then this may be for you.

Tuesday 22nd May: Bronto Skylift, Lady North and Rollor play The Ides of Toad at Henry’s Cellar Bar

Bronto Skylift are fucking mental, and fucking great. The lead singer once threatened to punch me in the face, so hopefully that won’t happen this time. Lady North and Rollor bring as much cohesion to the line-up as possible, I suppose. Both are terrific live bands, so get down.

Tuesday 22nd May: DZ Deathrays play Sneaky Pete’s

Aussie thrash rockers are playing at Sneaky’s. Not sure of support as Ides of Toad have stolen all the good loud bands in Scotland. Nae joy.

Friday 25th May: FOUND’s  Ziggy Campbell, Clare Pollard, Fiona Soe Paing play Neu! Reekie! at The Scottish Book Trust

For fans of the avant-garde, Neu! Reekie! always has intriguing and alternative line-ups. FOUND’s Ziggy will be singing some songs, poet Clare Pollard will be doing poetry and Fiona Soe Paing will bring her ambient Lamb-esque tunes and visuals to the mix. Should be a good one.

Given we played Born Gold, Odonis Odonis, Slow Down Molasses and Hot Panda on last week’s show, however, I figured that was probably enough new Canadian bands for the time being, although the excellent Hooded Fang did sneak on this one at the beginning.

But mostly, apart from the more usual new stuff I tend to play, I’ve included a handful of nostalgic songs by Canadian bands, most of which I haven’t listened to in quite a long time.  And I must say it was sort of nice to look this stuff up again, after so long.

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01. Hooded Fang – E.S.P. (00.44)
02. The Tragically Hip – Ahead By a Century (09.26)
03. UMA – Drop Your Soul (feat. Silver Apples) (16.20)
04. White Heath – In a Glasshouse (19.36)
05. 54-40 – Casual Viewin’ (33.11)
06. Bruce Springsteen – Circus Song (Live on WBCN 9th Jan 1973) (41.07)
07. Giant Giant Sand – Detained (47.35)
08. Alan Watts – Africa Bats (51.37)
09. Barenaked Ladies – Wrap Your Arms Around Me (1.00.59)
10. Kate & Anna McGarrigle – Kiss and Say Goodbye (1.08.12)
11. Kate & Anna McGarrigle – Heart Like a Wheel (1.11.00)

Christ.  Suicidal house-sitting choices aside, we’ve been on aeroplanes a LOT today, and I am feeling sleepy as fuck, but we did see some interesting things.

I love flying into Newark airport actually, over the industrial wasteland that is New Jersey, riddled with lakes and what looks like marshland, and seemingly all held together by filaments of rail lines, roads and endless bridges.

Today we flew over the Great Lakes into Toronto, and accidentally happened across Niagara Falls from the air. It was odd, because the general landscape down there looks largely featureless, and then suddenly there is a weird dislocation and one of the biggest waterfalls in the world.  Flying over Toronto was sort of interesting as well, in that it was one of those typical, featureless American cities*, divided into neat grid patterns, with these straight roads that went on perfectly undeviating for miles and miles and miles.  To a European, that just looks odd.

So yes, by the time most of you are sitting at your desks wishing Friday would hurry up and trundle on to pub time, I will probably only just have woken up from sleeping off my jetlag.

1. What’s the coolest place you have flown over in a plane?
2. What’s your total wedding attendance score so far?
3. Last new place you visited.
4. Worst jetlag you ever had.
5. Most irresponsible person you’ve ever left in charge of anything important.

*Disclaimer: yes, I know Toronto isn’t actually in America.  But it’s more American than any other Canadian city I know – in fact maybe more like American cities than Canadian ones altogether.

Anyhow, most music discovery works through recommendation really, and people whose judgment I trust from both Manchester and Glasgow have been talking about Sacred Paws a fair bit so, well, I was always going to give them a go, really, wasn’t I.

And once again it turns out my friends were right.  All the things on their Bandcamp page are labelled as demos, so I don’t really know how close they sound to the sound in the band’s head, but it’s pretty bloody good as it is.

Tracks like Ride, above, have a nice touch of old-fashioned, disinterested indie about them, but the rest of the stuff veers vaguely in the direction of deranged afrobeat, before just heading off into some sort of frenetic wigout.  Vince, below, probably embodies this more than most, descending into a buzzy mess before its eventual demise.  Whatever it is, though, I really want to hear more.

Some of it was new, like the new Lower Dens album, and some of it was old, such as Ivor Cutler.  One thing I picked up out of the blue in Resident, however, was this double vinyl release by Bruce Springsteen.  I didn’t even know it existed, or anything about it, but fuck me it’s brilliant.

Now, I am a big fan of really early Bruce Springsteen.  I know it’s an unbearably hipster thing to say, and I don’t at all intend to downplay the quality of his later stuff, but Greetings From Asbury Park, New Jersey and The Wild, the Innocent & the E-Street Shuffle are phenomenal records.

Maybe it’s because his influences are still so close to the surface, and there’s so much funk in there (not something you’ll hear me say every day), but there’s something about the exuberance of those albums which I have always loved, and these radio sessions sound a little like being there when they first started to take shape.

The music is tentative and a little ramshackle, and a lot less full and forceful than you’re used to hearing from the band.  For me, particularly with a band as polished and tight as the E-Street Band, there’s something a ‘glimpse behind the curtain’ about even hearing these songs in such a sketched-out manner.

Almost as captivating as the songs, however, is the chat.  I didn’t see Springsteen’s keynote address at SXSW this year, but I listened to it later, and it is a confident articulate speech.  The chat on these recordings is just that of a nervous kid though, with a really dorky laugh.  It’s incredible. For some reason it’s a bit of a shock to realise that even someone as accomplished and successful as Bruce Springsteen started out like one of us: always a little bit amazed when someone takes notice.

If you’re not a Springsteen fan then fair enough, but if you are, particularly of the early records, which are the songs mostly played here, then I would get this as soon as I could possibly get my hands on it if I were you.

The Radio Versions:

Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band – Circus Song (Live On WBCN 9th Jan 1973).mp3

Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band – Does This Bus Stop at 82nd Street (Live On WBCN 9th Jan 1973)

The Album Versions:

Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band – Wild Billy’s Circus Story

Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band – Does This Bus Stop at 82nd Street?

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As this evening brings us yet another excellent Ides of Toad lineup at Henry’s (it’s starting pretty much now – run, you might make it!) I thought I should probably write out another one of those lists of upcoming stuff, just so it lodges in the back of your mind now, and then you can all flood down in your droves on the night, filling the bands with joy and making me an unspeakably rich man in the process.

Well, it’d be nice if at least a few of you came anyway.  This is where I feel I should insert one of those internet Safety Winks, just so you know I’m joking —>

Anyhow, we now have pretty much a gig every other week booked between now and the blundering behemoth of the Edinburgh Festival, which I fully intend to boycott in its entirety this year.  Honestly, whilst a couple of our gigs last year went pretty well, I’m not sure I can be fucked with the stress this time around.  Still, last year’s posters were pretty cool.

All tickets can be purchased either online here, or from Avalanche Records on the Grassmarket.

Tuesday 22^nd May
Henry’s Cellar Bar
Bronto Skylift, Lady North & Rollor

This will be pretty full-on, I think, with Rollor returning to Edinburgh to take on the combined frantic mentalism of Lady North and the Highlands’ most fearsome band, Bronto Skylift.

Friday 15th June
Venue TBC
PAWS, Dolfinz, Waiters & Sex Hands

For the launch of the split 12″ we are releasing with the above four bands, we are organising a mini tour of the UK (London, Manchester & Aberdeen as well) and getting all four bands to play.  It will be raucous and guitary and fucking ace.  And you can buy gorgeous clear turquoise vinyl at the gigs too.

Saturday 30^th June
Henry’s Cellar Bar
Milk Maid, New Fabian Society & OP

Milk Maid return to Edinburgh, with their second album pretty much finished.  I am very much looking forward to seeing them again. They are joined on the bill by hypnotic, shoegazey newcomers The New Fabian Society, and OP who are a mysterious concoction of members of North American War and The John Knox Sex Club.

Saturday 7^th July
The Queen’s Hall (tickets for this are from their website)
Meursault Something For the Weakened album launch, with Rob St. John & Jill O’Sullivan and Jenny Reeve

Meursault’s third album Something for the Weakened is now finished and ready to be prodded out into the world. Having worked with a stable six-piece for the last two years this is much more of a band record than previous albums. Support will come from label-mate and musical collaborator Rob St. John and long-time pal Jill O’Sullivan from Sparrow and the Workshop, who will be performing with Jenny Reeve.

Wednesday 18^th July
Henry’s Cellar Bar
Dolfinz & Fantasy Rainbow

Dolfinz are on the verge of becoming the Ides of Toad’s house band, and they’re back in July, bringing another two of the UK’s finest garage bands with them.  It will be loud and messy and awesome, as per usual.

Friday 27^th July
Henry’s Cellar Bar
Jo Schornikow (The Shivers) & Scott Rudd

Jo Schornikow from The Shivers, who just released More on Fife’s Fence Records, will be touring her solo material, along with the beautiful acoustic songwriting of New York’s Scott Rudd.

The wait is finally over, ladies and gentlemen, because… *drum roll* …I hereby announce the debut album by Edinburgh’s most elusive pop merchants Jesus H. Foxx.

To celebrate, as is our way because we’re just bloody lovely people, we are giving away a couple of singles to encourage you, largely through the cultivation of guilt, to shell out ten of your finest pounds to purchase the album. Actually, even your tattiest ones will be fine, we’re not fussy. In fact, fuck it, even if you don’t want the album, you could always just send us some money.

Anyhow, we are just looking for a suitable venue for a swanky release party and BOOM, Endless Knocking will officially be loose in the wild.  It’s a gorgeous album too, switching from frenetic to woozy, from rich and melodic to choppy and hyperactive, and it may have been a little bit of a wait, but it was very much worth it.

Well, after a thin couple of weeks there are some rather excellent things happening in Edinburgh over the next few days.  Except I won’t be here because of a wedding.  Drat.  People really shouldn’t get married.  Mrs. Toad and I are married now, that’s all the weddings there need to be.

Alternatively, I suppose, if people weren’t getting married all the time I might well take no holidays at all, so I suppose I should be a little less ungrateful and just take the opportunity to put my feet up.

Anyhow, the Ides of Toad makes a return as well, with our next gig on Wednesday.  Which is tomorrow!  You all better come.  Please.

Wednesday 16th May: Slow Down Molasses & Smackvan play The Ides of Toad at Henry’s Cellar Bar.

As I have mentioned already, Slow Down Molasses (see video above) were fantastic at The Great Escape.  The sound was a right bloody racket when they got all three guitars, keyboards and both drummers going, but they’re still a subtle band, with a light touch.  Smackvan are a somewhat quieter proposition, and their latest album is one of the best things to come out of Scotland this year.

Friday 18th May: The Still Corners, Honeyblood & Magic Eye at Sneaky Pete’s.

This show is in celebration of This is Music turning six, which is probably something like 57 in promoter years.  The lineup is bloody exceptional though, with newcomers the dreamy Magic Eye and the raucous Honeyblood providing local support to Subpop’s excellent Still Corners.

Saturday 19th May: Jonnie Common, Mitchell Museum & Gav from Over the Wall play Limbo at the Voodoo Rooms.

Jonnie Common is a pop genius, pure and simple.  Mitchell Museum are back after officially retiring two years ago, and Gav from Over the Wall has some solo stuff coming out very soon.  So this, as much as there is, is probably Limbo royalty, just about.

Sunday 20th May: Jonquil & Sebastian Dangerfield at the Electric Circus.

Jonquil seem, according to their website anyway, to be tropical pop these days.  I am pretty sure when I saw them they were a sort of orchestral alt-folk band, although I could be wrong about that, because I was embarrassingly drunk at the time.  Anyhow, they’re playing the Electric Circus on Sunday, so you can find out for yourselves I suppose.

Scotland is actually rather isolated when it comes to music.  Hence, I suppose, the importance of the local Scottish music community to bands and labels based up here. Nevertheless, it is really important to connect with the rest of the UK.

A lot of our most appreciated supporters are people I know only from Twitter and the other end of an email, be they fans, label customers, writers and broadcasters who have supported us or labels who have inspired us.  So, in the interests of cementing these relationships, meeting new people and drinking an absolute fucking shitload of beer, off to Brighton we went…

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01. Hot Panda – Fuck Shit Up (00.24)
02. Slow Down, Molasses – Light (07.44)
03. Born Gold – Lawn Knives (16.19)
04. Odonis Odonis – Tick Tock (23.07)
05. PAWS – Bainz (26.17)
06. The Black Tambourines – Let You Down (Toad Session Sneak Preview) (34.15)
07. Fear of Men – Doldrums (44.06)
08. PINS – Eleventh Hour (47.13)
09. Perfume Genius – Lookout, Lookout (55.02)
10. Fanzine – L.A. (62.51)

The Canadians win at music. We went to three things at the Canadian showcase: Hooded Fang (above), Slow Down Molasses, and Hot Panda, and all three were fucking great.  I know it’s a cliché to say that Canadians seem to be disproportionately good at music, but on this weekend’s evidence, they just are.  Born Gold to follow later tonight!

Brighton is an odd place. Seemingly designed around the car, with weird, three-lane roads running right through the middle of town and along the waterfront, and with the place centred on a series of huge roundabouts.  Inbetween all these incongruously large roads (particularly for a relatively small town), however, are rabbit warrens of tiny streets.  So you get used to ambling lazily around, and then IMMINENT DEATH, IMMINENT DEATH!

People are really, really nice.  I keep expecting to meet these music industry twats you hear so much about, and I still haven’t found them.  I know at our level of things you aren’t likely to meet a lot of industry twats, because they’re all chasing the money farther up the ladder, but this is a really big festival and everyone has been incredible.

Doing a seminar after three or four pints is a bad idea. I was on a panel about running independent labels, and I’d had a few pints.  So needless to say I talked way, way too much, swore like an angry sailor and contradicted everyone.  The one the next day about podcasts and alternative broadcasting was done stone-cold sober (well, it was at 11:30 in the morning) and was far more lucid and less annoying.

Buzz is an unpredictable beast. Fear of Men are pretty fucking buzzy band, to the best of my knowledge, but their set at the Amazing Radio thing was woefully under-attended. They were really good too, as were PINS, who played after them.  PINS are pretty damn buzzy themselves for such a new band (12,000 Soundcloud plays on one song), and while it was marginally busier for them, I was still surprised at the relatively modest turnout.  Mind you, I suppose the Amazing Radio showcase, whilst it had pretty much the best lineup of the whole festival, wasn’t listed in the official brochure, so maybe folk just didn’t know.

Jellied Eels are a fucking abomination. They just are.  Never eat them.  Ever.

I can be a right tedious cunt when drunk. I met loads of people at the end of the day yesterday, after a whole day of drinking.  Bad idea. Apologies are almost certainly due to Dani from Amazing Radio, Jake from Basement Fever, Matthew from the Pigeon Post, the drummer from PINS, most of Fear of Men, and that random guy who I thought was trying to start a fight with me, until he pointed out that it was actually me who had started it.

New music festivals are way, way better than music festivals. If The Great Escape ever gets big enough that they feel obliged to import shit headline bands to draw in the masses, then it will be a real shame.  Alright, they did have Gaz Coombes, Maximo Park, Mystery Jets and We Are Scientists on the bill, which was pretty fucking mystifying, but for the most part, these are all new and under the radar bands, and that made the whole thing far more fun.  Have you seen the lineup for Reading and Leeds this year?  Exactly.

Some of the venues are great, but some are atrocious. The Canadian stuff was help in the Blind Tiger, which was a great place.  Amazing Radio, on the other hand, had to make do with downstairs at the Queen’s Hotel, which was just weird, having all these bands play on conference centre carpet.  All we needed was a plate of little triangular sandwiches and a variety of biscuits and the oddness would have been complete.

I want to live somewhere with a beach.  And pubs. Pubs on the beach. The sun came out on Friday, and we had beer and grilled sardines on the beach. It. Was. Awesome.

People have sort of heard of Song, by Toad. Which is nice.  We met loads of ‘industry people’ who it seemed had actually heard of us, were aware of what we are doing, and seemed to like it.  This was a bit of a surprise, to be honest.

Be careful when crossing the road.  I think the people of Brighton actively try and run folk over.

Three days is about the limit. At SXSW this year, I hit it so hard during Interactive that I couldn’t really face seeing much during the music festival.  This is a colossal waste of time and money, so I am glad I managed to get out to see so much this time.  Credit must go to Ian as well, who rather bafflingly chose to get up incredibly early every day, and phoned to hassle me before noon and force me to come out to see things.

I was serious about the jellied eels.  Honestly, just don’t.  Horrendous things.