Hey brothers and sisters,
When can you wear a fancy hat whilst playing a small guitar ...if not your birthday?
It’s the 11/11 which means it’s my birthday…how old? 11+11=22!! OK!?
So today I did what every 22 year old does on his birthday: woke up at 1pm to the smell of Lady Ane’s home made chocolate cake, had some of that and more, then got on the phone to my left hand man GC and his son Hamish, to sort the final details about the artwork of our very fucking long awaited debut album Bourbon Soaked Gypsy Blues Bop’n'Stroll, which I promise you sounds like satan making love to you in positions you didn’t know existed!
And that was all followed by a smoked salmon snack, with scrambled eggs of course - this is one Norwegian tradition I follow!
Having had a drink++ with my old pal Dave the night before and feeling shit, it wasnt before the Rabbitt and the Bibi turned up that I realized I had to make myself presentable for my harim!
Bring out the Champagne Rabster Wifey - I’m wearing a suit now!
(AND LEAVE SOME jd FOR ME!)…capslock, caps- smuck!
Sam’s Cars?
* Hello, bring me to J’s Studio and let me rock out with some of the coolest motherfuckers alive!
..AND THEN IT WAS UVM REHEARSAL TIME!
….Some of my friends/band comrades were there, and had this to say about me!
J-Roni-Moe - he’s a loudmoth, but if he is our loudmouth lets get him a megaphone!
Jary - agree brother, he is the Geldof of closing toilet doors at Glasto!
The Reverend - Of course he is, but don’t tell him that, tell him he is the Rockabilly Don of the megaphone, we might get a new song out of that - I REFUSE TO PLAY ALONG TO SLAMMING TOILET DOORS!
Luci - Basically I Rock, he Rocks and they Rock….Where’s the Tusk?
Gomez - I know what you want, - crime jazz! In G right? WILD!
Barney - Didnt know I could fiddle so much in the 3rd verse, howdy!
(and I would like to add, they all wished me a happy birthday!)
The pilot tries in vain to help P-R board the flight to Dublin!
Don’t think anyone else made the jam tonite, exept for Birgitte and Claire of course - they made the other bits! (I hope Jay’s neigbour with the noise complaint would like to meet us at some point, anonymous note ain’t brave is it? ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE UVM?)
We then moved onto the Heartbrak Hotel, Dalston - not a speed dialed drug dealer in sight! Good!
Playing some more tunes with Duncan Woodsmen was just the ticket, we managed to ruin tunes by Elvis, Pogues, Stones and others with the singing and/or blabbering mouths of Mrs Angel, Fire-Tusk and Rabbitt!
And now I have a few hours to sleep before I go to Dublin to jam with the Mighty Stef - my new favourite singer! Better finish this bottle of red then!
If you made it this far, I got to level with ya….I’m 36 today!
Thanx for listening,
P-R
ps. I think THE POGUES have got it: songs, fuck off attitude, and good trousers!
…and..
I am very proud to say that my group will be supporting them on their UK/Ireland tour in December - THANX AGAIN SPIDER!
