I Hate Mornings

It’s good to be back: taking the songs on the road

entertaining kids with a banjo

Last night I played my first solo set for months. I’ve been busy writing, and it was exciting to perform some new songs in front of some new people. Playing live always gives me an energy boost.

I couldn’t hang around for too long after my support slot, but I saw The Shanks soundcheck and caught Ute’s first two songs. And even in a boomy, miserable space like the Port Mahon’s upstairs room they both sounded great. The sound guy (who gave me a beautiful mix, and is therefore my new best friend) admitted to doing more studio engineering than live sound. Which meant that he didn’t go the usual route of trying to squeeze the loudest possible noise out of the old PA. Instead, he mixed everything down to the drums and made the best of the situation. I can hear the distant road drills out of the window this morning, so my ears took less of a beating than usual.

The Shanks peddle an intelligent, proggy, sort of rock. It has that familiar, foot-tapping sort of beat that makes you feel all comfortable then occasionally shifts up a gear to a much more energetic kind of vibe, with the bass and drums driving the song. On top of this solid foundation they throw harmonies, time changes and a bit of piano, and some strong (and often unexpected) vocals tie it all together. And I bet their set sounded even better than the soundcheck.

Ute were surprisingly good too. I say surprisingly, because I thought they were called ‘Uke’, and therefore that they had no Myspace, no previous gigs on the web and no mention anywhere. I assumed (as you do) that they would be a nondescript support band. In fact, I was sorry to have to leave two songs into their set. They have an acoustic guitar, bass, drums trio lineup, with 3-part harmonies, fuzz bass, amusing percussion and quirky lyrics. It’s as if Ben Folds Five were born ten years later in England. Or as if The Legendary Swordsmen were born five years later and were cool. Not really, but that’s what I thought at the time. I’m going to go and listen to Ute on Myspace now to see if they are actually any good or if it was just my post-gig-and-coffee adrenaline buzz that made me fall for them. ;)

As Tim Myatt often quotes Gary Glitter as saying, “It’s good to be back.” Playing live is seriously good fun, and it’s what I do best. I’m going to try to think of interesting ways of integrating the live thing with the online thing to create one enormous musical thing, maybe involving streaming video requests or something. Or maybe selling my shirts online. Nobody really knows. But it’s going to be great.

UNLIT Oxford was a blast!

h3. 9/4/08 UPDATE: Oxford UNLIT seen by thousands on YouTube!

Yesterday Jont posted the Oxford episode of his “The House We’re In” internet TV series, and already over 8,000 people have watched it! Wow. Why don’t you watch it too?:

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So UNLIT was crazy. Almost a hundred people showed up, and the windows of The Boat (as the back room at the Gardeners Arms must now be known) were seriously steamed up.

I’m glad so many people made it, and loads of people have emailed to say what a great night it was. So for those that were there, and those that wish they had been, here are some fun digital memories. I’ll be adding to these over the next few days, and if I feel really crazy I’ll start cross-posting them to Facebook for that crowd…:

h3. Ben playing Dressing Up (with Spence on bongos)

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h3. Ben playing Cutest Fish In The Sea

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h3. More videos

I’ve uploaded all the other videos (2 songs from Stornoway and 4 from Jont) to “my YouTube account”:http://www.youtube.com/user/ihatemorningsdotcom.

h3. Photos

“Check out”:photos/tags/unlitoxford a whole load of UNLIT snaps.

Where did the audience go?

It’s only once you arrive at the gig and see the emptiness that you think of telling people about it. Before that moment, you coldly assume that the place will be packed and that hundreds of intelligent, witty, open, appreciative and fun-loving people will be jostling for the best spot to see you play. Well, at least I do.

I have developed a secret career as a troubadour. I dash in, guitar slung jauntily over one shoulder, run on stage, play a wonderfully formed six song set, take a bow and get the bus home. I invite nobody, and nobody comes. Genius.

So ihatemornings.com v3 (the one you’re looking at now, with the flowers and stuff) is going to be more than the usual muso website. Not for me that life of quietly filling servers with mp3s of jaw-achingly beautiful songsmithery, nor that of ‘Latest News’ pages that are months out of date, or ‘Upcoming Gigs’ banners featuring not a single gig. No! I vow to get gigs that people will enjoy. I vow to tell everybody about them, or at least give them many useful ways of being reminded automagically by the ihatemornings machine. I vow to take photos, and write about them, and generally give this whole rent-a-crowd shenanigans a good beating out in the back garden to shake out the years of support slot dust and drag it shiny and new back into the house of Ben Walker, Legendary Swordsman, Geek Night Troubadour, and all-round musical legend. Hurrah!

As I get things sorted around here, I will keep the world (including you) posted. Let’s have some fun.

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