It’s a mystery why some music you just fall for; why, even though I’ve listened to numerous musicians with guitars playing old folk songs, when I heard Sam Pulham’s EP The Merry Green Wood last Friday, (maybe it makes a difference when and where you first hear the music? The context? Maybe it made a difference that it was a slightly overcast morning, that I was tired and little hungover?), something in the music resonated with me.
After our show at the Faversham Fringe (a good fun show – photos as proof follow this) I had an hour to kill before my train back to London. So I went in the first pub with loud music coming from it.
My friend Tomas played me this song a few weeks back. I’m glad he did; it’s very good. Great lyrics, great production.
This Friday evening Plus Support are taking an hour long show – Paversham! – to The Arden Theatre as part of Faversham Fringe.
It won’t be the first time I’ve been to The Arden Theatre but it will be the first time I’ve performed there. Looking forward to it. Tickets.
Reading: Golden Hill, Francis Spufford
It was a great Camden Fringe with City Impro. Some very good shows. One show was even standing room only after a nice mention in Time Out magazine.
We were joined by lots of great improvisers. Too many to mention individually, but they arrived from such groups as ClusterFox, PostScript, Punderstandably, and the RH Experience. I recommend them all to you.
And I’m pleased an example of the multi-layered, intelligent, thoughtful, and sometimes satirical, improvised comedy I contributed was captured on camera:
City Impro are back for our Rosemary Branch Theatre residency on Friday 7th September. Tickets.
I heard this song listening to BBC6 Music’s Paperback Writers with David Sedaris.
A lovely piece of music.
One of the finest (pop) songs ever written in my estimation. Just perfect. And this the definitive version.
