brothre

Sibeal and the brothre and i hung around for a while at the Bernard Shaw, then on the way home we paid a visit to the Ranelagh chickens. later on was the second Box Social i've been to. less boxy, this time; it was too hot to confine everybody to a shed, so instead there was impromptu doo-wop on the lawn and this amazing lady told us the story of her life, acked by echo-pedals, from the inside of a painted white box. though she did come out too ..

British Blogs 2009

in a ridiculously near the exams but aw-screw-it-lets-go-ahead-anyway kind of move, i joined the brothre for two days in London to see Born Ruffians play two gigs in the vicinity of Shoreditch.

British Blogs 2010