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.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011


CLXXXVIII - Preston Mad Ferret - 10/04/2011

Sunday 10th April 2011
Preston Mad Ferret

The Retrospective Soundtrack Players
Rae Morris
Roo Walker

We said our farewells to our good host Mr Addis and headed to Preston, once again in the scorching heat. It was our intention to go to the football museum at Preston's football ground, but Neil is physically incapable of going past 1pm without lunch so we had a little Subway break. When we got back to Preston FC it was far to hot to go to a museum, so we watched FC Mahud (an asian-British under 11s football team) slaughter their opponents by a score of about 13-2. The white boys team had a player called Lars whose Dad kept shouting 'Influence the game Lars!' But Lars clearly couldn't influence the game.

Once Real Mahud got into double figures myself and Paul took a stroll back over to Deepdale to finally visit the football museum we've been threatening to visit since we first played Preston with the DC many moons ago (see old blog entries), only to be confronted with a shoddy looking sign saying the football museum had just moved to Manchester. So we'll have to play a show there sometime.

We then took our slightly burnt bodies to Preston Travelodge, where: the car park is a fucking nightmare of endless supporting beams / the tvs make a sound like an out of tune bongo (if that's even possible) / the plugs don't work / the vending machines have no crisps / Neil tries to touch you up in your sleep. Actually that last one happens in all travelodges.

Soundcheck took a little longer than expected meaning we missed out on roast dinners and had to settle for wetherspoons gruel. The show was pretty good, today I played Plastic Jesus stood on a table. The crowd didn't exactly go mental but we got a decent reaction. I think many people were there to see Rae Morris, whose performance was quite stunning and had me feeling very, very inept as a vocalist. Good times, thanks to Ed and Lomax for accommodating us as always. When back at the shitty Travelodge we had to dig into my tour picnic due to the lame options in the vending machine, and I introduced the boys to dried Soya beans (which are amazing). This led to a too-lengthy discussion about Soy-bean based musicians and gleamed the following:

  • The Beanstie Soys
  • Broken Soy-cial Bean
  • Soy Or-bean-son
  • Soy Di-bean-sion
  • Belle and Soy-basta-bean
  • The Soy I Used to Bean
  • Soy Bean still loves you, Boris Yeltsin
Rock 'n' Roll.

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