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So Joe and I have just been discussing the future of this blog. It started off well, but has kind of fallen flat.

This summer, we intend to be serious about this, put in some hours and have a fully fledged music blog for your enjoyment. 

It will happen, and any help you can give us (promotions, etc) will help along the way.

Love yaaaaaa xoxox

I read this article in the free music magazine The Fly and I looked for an online link for it but alas, it’s not on their website so here it is.

“Camping is not fun, if it was we’d all be voluntarily homeless…or Living in Millets.”

SO, HOW about this weather? Granted, it may be raining as you read this, in which case may I suggest you put the mag down and return to it after performing a brief yet intricate sun dance. Hot yet? Good. The arrival of the great yellow orb in the sky means several things: firstly, I will go through my yearly tradition of forgetting to wear suncream, getting burnt and shedding my skin like some sort of hairy, rouged reptile. Secondly, and probably more relevant to those of you reading this. it means that festival season is just around the corner and we can all look forward to drinking too much, sleeping out doors and spending days on end convincing ourselves we don’t need a poo and that nothing bad will happen if we just hold it in, like Elvis did. Fun, no? Just to ensure we’re not walking into this blind, let me debunk a couple of festival myths:

Camping is Fun
This myth was presumably started by a scout leader in a bid to lure young boys away from their parents so they could learn about tying knots, starting fires and playing ‘special games’ that they must never, ever tell anyone about. I do miss Akela. We all know the reality of camping is a little more than trying to wrestle a piece of canvas over a infinitely frustrating set of poled like some sort of masochistic crystal maze task, before running out of tent pegs, getting dripped on constantly of clods of dirt do their best to realign the discs in your back, and if you’re as unlucky as I was in 2001, sharing your sleeping bag with an army of ants intent on feeding on your flesh. Camping is not fun, if it was we’d all be voluntarily homeless or living in millets.

You’ll Meet Interesting People
You’ll meet lots of different people at a festival, and if past experience is anything to go by they’ll spend most of the time finding new and brilliant ways to annoy you; be it tripping over your guide ropes in the dead of night, or passing an acoustic guitar around a campfire so you get to hear eleven drunk teenagers play the same arse-awful rendition of whatever song currently has A-levellers pitching trouser tents. Glastonbury is the place to meer some fairy folk realign your chakras, Reading and Leeds will be where you meet those boys with the wonky fringes and eyeliner and V is where you’re most likely to run into the kind of sunburnt lager louts that don’t stop raving about Beady Eye until they pass out in a pool of their own vomit. As a rule of thumb, if by the end of the day one you haven’t met an arsehole, you’re probably an arsehole.

The British Summer
When was the last time a year went by without providing footage of Glastonbury looking like a Third World country after some horrific natural disaster and an influx of hippies? A bit of rain isn’t so bad, but with Bono there this year it’s only going to be a matter of time before he decides to provide emergency aid from the Pyramid Stage and starts trying to bail water out of the festival with his trilby. It’ll be like when Sir Cliff Richard started singing at Wimbledon. So, everyone excited?

John Kerrison.

I posted this a few days ago, recommending if you were able to come, you should…But boy did you miss out! The gig was rammed and Mabel Love absolutely killed it, in the best way possible!

There was also 2 special guests who were in attendance…Alex Turner and Matt Helders from another local band Arctic Monkeys!

I even bagged myself a Mabel Love shirt.

Pictures after the break!

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So here it is. My first actual release into the world.

The song can be heard here:

Roads? Where We’re Going We Don’t Need Roads by brbushell 

Or you can listen to it and download it for free from my Bandcamp Page.

Thank you all for your support,

Brad.

There you all go :)

Reblog/Follow if you want to be SUPER lovely.

Shameless promotion of the day, done.

This is a quality track for a first release. Packed with loneliness and angst. It’s free, download it.

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