The Dawn Chorus / The Retrospective Soundtrack Players - Blogging all over the World
My name is Kyle. I am a happily failing indie/punk/folk/country/rock musician from Hampshire, UK. I have been singing and songwriting in The Dawn Chorus since 2005, and The Retrospective Soundtrack Players since 2010. I love these two bands like my brother/wife rolled into one. This blog details the shows I have played with both bands, in chronological order.Monday, July 26, 2010
CLXXIII - The Cornerhouse, Cambridge - 24/07/10
Saturday 24th July 2010
The Cornerhouse, Cambridge
The Dawn Chorus
B for Butterfly
Paul Goodwin
The Cornerhouse, Cambridge
The Dawn Chorus
B for Butterfly
Paul Goodwin
- Very, very sweaty journey up. Cambridge is a bugger to drive to.
- Had a lovely stroll around town, the university buildings really are beautiful, even if you have to dodge a lot of japanese tourists and irate cyclists.
- Had my usual Fopp visit: A Hawk and a Hacksaw, James Brown, Camera Obscura, Explosions in the Sky, Neil Young, Scarlett Johansson.
- Had a Movenpick Ice Cream - incredible.
- Met the boys for our usual visit to Nanna Mexico - increbible.
- Played the show - not so incredible but not bad. Paul Goodwin was great, we played pretty well with Ben Ox guesting on Bass, but not very busy at all. Still, I got to try out some Bono moves when my guitar broke down - again. Must get that fixed.
- And that's it for another summer x
CLXXII - 2000 Trees Festival, Cheltenham - 17/07/10
Saturday 17th July 2010
2000 Trees Festival, Cheltenham (Leaf Lounge)
Again, simply one of the greatest DC shows, full stop. Both my acoustic and the 2nd electric went loopy but somehow it didn't matter. Paul had a wobble on keys, I forgot some words. I think we all had a wobble at one point or another actually. But the crowd seemed to love it - and it wasn't raining this year so they could have gone elsewhere. Plus, for the first time our friend Mr Frank Turner joined us on stage for a run through of 'Carnivalesque', and he nailed it after zero practice. I would happily play 2000 trees every on a Groundhog Day-esqe loop for the rest of my life.
Big thanks to FT, the Trees organisers and everone who came to see us, we hugely appreciated it and hope you enjoyed it too.
CLXXI - The Bandstand, Southsea - 10/07/10
Saturday 10th July 2010
The Bandstand, Southsea
The Dawn Chorus
Dan Smith
The Long Goodbye
Again, a very different show to the day before. Blisteringly hot, bare feet were the order of the day. Played a decent summery set, had a picnic, saw our old mate Edsa for the first time in years. All in all, a beautiful way to spend a summer day.
The Bandstand, Southsea
The Dawn Chorus
Dan Smith
The Long Goodbye
Again, a very different show to the day before. Blisteringly hot, bare feet were the order of the day. Played a decent summery set, had a picnic, saw our old mate Edsa for the first time in years. All in all, a beautiful way to spend a summer day.
CLXX - Southampton Hampton's - 09/07/10
Friday 9th July 2010
Southampton Hampton's
The Dawn Chorus
The Mopes
The Black Lodge Band
A much more stable show after the Camden shenanigans. Pretty much the standard summer gig routine of soundcheck in shorts, game of bum, wetherspoons, change into jeans, watch supports, play set while wishing it was acceptable to wear shorts on stage in any band other than the red hot chilli peppers, wipe sweaty face, stand outside trying to cool off, return home and sleep while still too hot.
Southampton Hampton's
The Dawn Chorus
The Mopes
The Black Lodge Band
A much more stable show after the Camden shenanigans. Pretty much the standard summer gig routine of soundcheck in shorts, game of bum, wetherspoons, change into jeans, watch supports, play set while wishing it was acceptable to wear shorts on stage in any band other than the red hot chilli peppers, wipe sweaty face, stand outside trying to cool off, return home and sleep while still too hot.
CLXIX - Camden Lock Tavern - 08/07/10
Thursday 8th July 2010
Camden Lock Tavern, London
The Momeraths
The Dawn Chorus
Stages of Dan
Jack Garratt
This was one of those shows that roughly follows that horrendous reality tv cliche - 'emotional rollercoaster.' I had been trying to arrange for bloody weeks who was providing all the kit for this show - we didn't really want to lug it there for a non-headline show - but since we heard nothing, we took everything. Then it obviously turned out we didn't need any of it.
Simps and I left straight from work to meet the other boys who had got there early. We sat in a very sweaty traffic jam for an hour but we needn't have rushed. There was literally no sign of a gig at the Lock Tavern at gone 8 o'clock. No drum kit, no PA, no stage. Not generally a good sign.
The show did eventually happen, and after a good few hours of getting rapidly more pissed and frustrated, we actually played a pretty great show. The sound was dodgy and Pauly B was rather too pissed to be playing keys, but it came over as endearlingly shambolic. Our set coincided with the outdoor sections of the pub being shut, which meant we played to an absolutely crushed room and I lost about a pound in sweat as a result. That's a good thing though. Following this our good friend Gaz led Ben and Paul off into the Camden night to thoroughly ruin themselves, and the rest of us returned to the M40, M25, M3, home, bed and work.
Camden Lock Tavern, London
The Momeraths
The Dawn Chorus
Stages of Dan
Jack Garratt
This was one of those shows that roughly follows that horrendous reality tv cliche - 'emotional rollercoaster.' I had been trying to arrange for bloody weeks who was providing all the kit for this show - we didn't really want to lug it there for a non-headline show - but since we heard nothing, we took everything. Then it obviously turned out we didn't need any of it.
Simps and I left straight from work to meet the other boys who had got there early. We sat in a very sweaty traffic jam for an hour but we needn't have rushed. There was literally no sign of a gig at the Lock Tavern at gone 8 o'clock. No drum kit, no PA, no stage. Not generally a good sign.
The show did eventually happen, and after a good few hours of getting rapidly more pissed and frustrated, we actually played a pretty great show. The sound was dodgy and Pauly B was rather too pissed to be playing keys, but it came over as endearlingly shambolic. Our set coincided with the outdoor sections of the pub being shut, which meant we played to an absolutely crushed room and I lost about a pound in sweat as a result. That's a good thing though. Following this our good friend Gaz led Ben and Paul off into the Camden night to thoroughly ruin themselves, and the rest of us returned to the M40, M25, M3, home, bed and work.
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