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Akira The Don & The Women - Oh! (What A Glorious Thing) & Big Live Acoustic Performance In Victoria Park!

http://youtu.be/dk-0Vn370-s

L-R: Mary Turner, Akira The Don, James "Euro Jim" Harrison, Jeremy "Jeres" Allen.

http://youtu.be/rnuoWORCDVE

As I mentioned the other day, me and my ole band The Women took advantage of a freak burst of sunshine in London on Friday to scoot over the road to Victoria Park park with my little brother's old KRON guitar, The Wedding Uke and a triangle, and play a couple of songs for you, the internets. It was the first time we'd played together for ages, since Mary lives in New Zealand nowadays with her husband to be, where she's been some modelling and getting a suntan. James, meanwhile, taught himself photography and then filming and makes adverts for Nike and things of that nature, while Jeres plays guitar in White Witches, who you will be hearing a lot about soon.

It is always a joy and a pleasure to play music with my old friends, and it was nice to capture it on film, which is something we've always been bad at in the past for some reason, despite playing together for years and going on tour and everything. Anyway, Mary's in the country for her wedding till September, so I am gonna make sure we do at least one live show, and record it for posterity.

I shot the footage on my HTC One X, which is very good considering its a bloody phone, but the audio goes out of synch quite a bit and I had to do an awful lot of fidgeting in Premier Pro CS5.5. You might wanna sort that out HTC people.

I will be trying out Premiere Pro CS6 tomorrow, when I will be cracking on with the Full Metal Alchemist video edit. that thing drops the same day as the new season of Breaking Bad, fittingly enough. "I cook, I chef, I Walter White..."

PS - apparently Oh! was played on a daytime telly show called 4 Weddings today. Has anyone seen this? What's the context? How do these strange and wonderful things happen anyway?

PPS - Breaking Bad lego meth lab. Amazing.

http://youtu.be/X0DsvDNBizg

Peeling Celing


Wandering home at 1am or whatever it was this morning as the snow cascaded down in great clumps, I looked up into the sky and felt blessed.

This morning my hangover and the sub-zero temperature inspired a somewhat less grateful response. Our house, full of holes and cracks as it is since next door got knocked down by a goddamn steel boulder on a chain, cannot contain heat for more than an hour, and we've never been able to work out how to automate the central heating, so mornings are intense affairs these days. But never mind that: snow is fucking with our T shirts! This just in from my supplier:

Hey, everything is on standby due to the snow. Plain tees can't come in and nothing can get collected. More snow is forecasted, so it's with the gods I'm afraid. Sorry for not letting you know sooner.

This country's inability to deal with cold weather every goddamn year is yet another example of how crap our so-called civilisation really is. Now I'm going to have to get some special extra stuff together to put in your packages when the things finally arrive to make up for the delay. Cot-damnit!

Still, productivity is high like Giraffe vajayjay over here, and exciting stuff happens every second. We had a meeting to organise The Life Equation's sleeve shoot last night, which is going to be a thing of intense beauty and a timeless work of art. And when I got home Mary Wycherley had sent me through the photos she took of me a few weeks back and they are ace. Some of them are downright incredible. Not only that, but I got the thumbnails for The Life Equation's first video through from Jorden. Did I mention me and Jorden Oliwa are working on the video for the first single from The Life Equation? Well, I have now. Here's a picture of him drawing the thumbnails:

You can see more of those, and marvel at dude's incredible work over on his blog. This, for example, is a video he did for an Evelyn Evelyn song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=90yfEdGr7rs

Interestingly, this is not the only animated video I am working on right now, and Jorden is not the only the only animator I'm working with. More on that soon... suffice to say I am REALLY EXCITED.

Yeeeeah. So, shout out whoever put together the music for Beyond Walford - Roxy Mitchel, which was on the telly the other day. They used three (3!) of my songs! Ching! Shout out everyone that texted, emailed tweeted me in excitement also. It's nice having music on the telly. I dunno why. I haven't time to ponder the psychological ramifications. It just is.

So. you know I went back to that ghetto dentist in Homerton the other day? I was getting a wee filling, right, and I was lying down in the chair, staring at the yellowed, peeling ceiling, my face just having been paralysed by some kind of rude electric shock type thing, and my dissaproving, locustlike, mildly sinister dentist let out a squeaky, sneaky, and worst of all stinky fart RIGHT BY MY HEAD, I went, "mmmrrrrfffwgh!" in protest, and he ignored me. Foul! I have no idea why I go there, I really don't. I didn't even get NHS prices, because I missed my last appointment. My girl thinks I am nuts. There's a posh dentist she goes to in the centre of town that I signed up with but its too far, and posh dentists weird me out a bit. There is something perversely comforting in the squalor of mine.

My first dentist, back in Wales during the 80s and apartheid was a creepy white South African who used to stick his big sausage fingers in my mouth with no gloves on. I could see the tiny bits of dirt stuck in his pores as the big nail-bitten sausage fingers went in, and I would squirm and heave a little, but I tried my very best to be brave. I have always tried my very best to be brave.

OK, I am off to the post office now to deliver people's PRINTS. Stay safe out there!

PAX!

Oh! (What A Glorious Rehearsal)

That's Joey2tits, Evil James Harrison and I getting ready for this Friday's CHRISTMAS BOAT PAAAAAAAAAAARTY!

Indeed. The aforementioned plus Musical Director and occasional bassist Blonde Jeremy Deacon are on their way over now for further workings. Any requests?

OH! (What A Glorious Thing)

LYRICS: I woke about nine Opened up my eyes Figured it's time to rise Threw the curtains open wide And peeped outside - yo the weather was fine! I knew that was a sign that today would be a good day I popped a CD on, jumped in the shower Sploshed and washed till I'm fresh like a flower Next grab a towel and I dry myself off I grab my vest cos next it's time to get dressed White socks, my fubu boxers Clean white jeans and this mean white top what zips down the side of my neck To my left shoulder blade Feel like I just got paid today YEAH! Brushed my teeth and my hair then I popped my contacts in and binned the containers Put on my trainers Out the front door, waved "hi!" to the neighbours

OH! What a Glorious thing Waking up in the morning baby Oh! What a glorious thing Get to have a whole day! HEY!

So I hop on my stolen bike and ride Down the Kingsland road (whoah) Bouncing over speed bumps calves pump pedals The way I ramp that plank I deserved a frigging medal Petrol fumes looms as my bike zooms Stuck behind a bus and its rough so I cough Which reminds me, when the sun's blistering I'm gonna have to take an anti-histamine Or else I'll get stressed again Sneeze so hard I split my vest again Vex my chest till I'm depressed again No way pos, sis! So I drop by the office Check out my emails Females blowing up my inbox Boom! Soon though I'm off again, headed down park Hook up with my peeps we kick ball till its dark Then we're off to rock a show and I'm super glad it's Stunners time Kicking dope rhymes in the summertime, word!

OH! What a Glorious thing Waking up in the morning baby Oh! What a glorious thing Get to have a whole day! HEY!

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba bada Bah ba bada bah

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba ba da Bah ba bada bah

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba bada Bah ba bada bah

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba ba da Bah ba bada bah

OH! What a Glorious thing Waking up in the morning baby Oh! What a glorious thing Get to have a whole day! HEY!

OH! (What A Glorious Thing)

LYRICS: I woke about nine Opened up my eyes Figured it's time to rise Threw the curtains open wide And peeped outside - yo the weather was fine! I knew that was a sign that today would be a good day I popped a CD on, jumped in the shower Sploshed and washed till I'm fresh like a flower Next grab a towel and I dry myself off I grab my vest cos next it's time to get dressed White socks, my fubu boxers Clean white jeans and this mean white top what zips down the side of my neck To my left shoulder blade Feel like I just got paid today YEAH! Brushed my teeth and my hair then I popped my contacts in and binned the containers Put on my trainers Out the front door, waved "hi!" to the neighbours

OH! What a Glorious thing Waking up in the morning baby Oh! What a glorious thing Get to have a whole day! HEY!

So I hop on my stolen bike and ride Down the Kingsland road (whoah) Bouncing over speed bumps calves pump pedals The way I ramp that plank I deserved a frigging medal Petrol fumes looms as my bike zooms Stuck behind a bus and its rough so I cough Which reminds me, when the sun's blistering I'm gonna have to take an anti-histamine Or else I'll get stressed again Sneeze so hard I split my vest again Vex my chest till I'm depressed again No way pos, sis! So I drop by the office Check out my emails Females blowing up my inbox Boom! Soon though I'm off again, headed down park Hook up with my peeps we kick ball till its dark Then we're off to rock a show and I'm super glad it's Stunners time Kicking dope rhymes in the summertime, word!

OH! What a Glorious thing Waking up in the morning baby Oh! What a glorious thing Get to have a whole day! HEY!

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba bada Bah ba bada bah

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba ba da Bah ba bada bah

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba bada Bah ba bada bah

Ba ba ba ba ba bada Bah ba ba da Bah ba bada bah

OH! What a Glorious thing Waking up in the morning baby Oh! What a glorious thing Get to have a whole day! HEY!

OH! (What A Glorious Thing)/ BOOM! (Smash Stuff) 7″

This was the third song I wrote after I taught myself to make whole songs back in 03. I sampled the opening few bars of Nico's mournful, lugubrious These Days and turned it into a thing of joy. I wanted my Crack Village bandmate Lois Winstone to sing the chorus, dounting my own vocal abilities, but she said my demo sounded great as it was, and to leave it like that. So I did. Then I took it to New York and put a children's choir on it.

Billy Joel's dentist gave me $3000 worth of free celebrity-dentistry because he said this song "will outlive us all".

He also gave me a pair of those awesome orange visor things they put over your eyes when you're getting your teeth lazered.

HIGH FIVE THIS SONG!

OH! (What A Glorious Thing)/ BOOM! (Smash Stuff) 7″

This was the third song I wrote after I taught myself to make whole songs back in 03. I sampled the opening few bars of Nico's mournful, lugubrious These Days and turned it into a thing of joy. I wanted my Crack Village bandmate Lois Winstone to sing the chorus, dounting my own vocal abilities, but she said my demo sounded great as it was, and to leave it like that. So I did. Then I took it to New York and put a children's choir on it.

Billy Joel's dentist gave me $3000 worth of free celebrity-dentistry because he said this song "will outlive us all".

He also gave me a pair of those awesome orange visor things they put over your eyes when you're getting your teeth lazered.

HIGH FIVE THIS SONG!

Zzz

So, I got some (ha!) sleep, and I listened to the noises Birddogg was making up here while I was down in New York, doing whatever it was I was doing in New York. Like, there's some ill stuff. But one in particular is just tremendous. it is mighty. It fills my heart. And prefectly fits so many of the raps I was writing in New York, tempom flow, everything. So, what I've done, is draw various raps, and bits of raps, together, to create this New York song that's been brewing all the time I've been here. It is best I get it out now, before I FORGET. Annoyingly, the necassary component is missing. So piss.

Bad: All the stuff I bought last week - food, drink, socks, weed - is gone. Mostly. I got a lot of Ritz crackers, peanut butter and macaroni. Good: There's a Death's Head Moth on my window. (See right) Bad: There is animal shit by my window. Good: The air outside is fresh and envigorating. Bad: The air in the top level of the house, in which I am supposed to be dwelling, is thick with the stink of animal and of animal excrement.

I went to turn on the sauna earlier, and nearly trod in cat shit. Or dog shit. It could be both. Whatever. It's like, wow, sauna! Oh, catshit. Wow! Oh. Wow! Oh. Etc. So, I wanted to go into town and get a job today, to pay for my ticket back to New York, but waited about for people to come with me rather than just doing it, and the end result is it's super late now, too late to get a job anywhere, and everyone's going into town to go out, save me, who must stay at home cos he has no ID (this is a worry), and it's too far to chance not being allowed in anywhere.

A ha!

So I should write more now. I wrote a bunch earlier. Phil is worrying that Amy has forotten his ass, as she went in her tiny car to take Cecelia and James over an hour ago. But she hasn't forgotten him. It's just miles from ShanGayKen to Woodstoock! A HA!

I just asked Spiky if he has a message for the world. He said, "spitroast!" So there you go.

Appologies

So, there were a bunch of updates and pictures and things, and they got wiped! Oh, the tragedy. So, a recap. On my last day on Rivington Street I saw a white thug in an open-top Hummer drive by blasting out 'I Want The One I Can't Have' and nodding along with a serious expression about his face.

Then we went.

Wade and I ended up on the coach, as there was no room in the van, or car. We got there early, and checked out the scene. The scene is small.

We don't actually live in Woodstock. We live in Shandaken, outside. Well, just outside. Half way up a mountain, hidden away by forest, amongst bears and chipmunks and what have you. In a big old dusty house full of weird porn and broken stuff, with brown water and giant ants. Like, there's a jacuzzi, but it doesn't seem to work. There is the biggest TV you've ever seen, but it's got a big black tear across the front and doesn't tune properly. It's a two hour walk to the nearest shop, whihc is a petrol station, and does a good line in biscuits. The local girl's got a lot of guns.

It is very lovely to look at up in Shandaken. Mountains covered in trees, mainly. Streams. Clouds so low you can jump up and punch them.

I miss Wade, who is back in London sorting out affairs. All my stuff is in boxes.