Marvel Tour Diary #1

By on Monday, 20th April 2009 at 2:00 pm

Hey, Sam here from the band :S. You know, Marvel – like the comics! But not like the comics. Or we’d get sued. Badly.

Before you read the blog, I should make the point that I will be referring to myself in the third person for this article. But if I start writing ‘Sam’ did this and in the same sentence, ‘I‘ did that, know that this is not because I am having an identity crisis, but because Todd and Dom are playing the chords to Wonderwall in some filthy tuning while screaming the words in the background while I am trying to write this blog. Here is photographic evidence:


Anyway, enjoy reading our blog! It had been a pretty mad time.

Thursday 2nd April, The Enterprise, Camden Highstreet, with Meateye & Dylan, The Shoe Strung + Bleech

The First day of our ‘Not really a tour Tour’ or ‘Camden tour’ and, after little sleep – never a good idea – the Oxford to London coach roles into Marble Arch. We head to where we will be sleeping most of the next month. Sam decides to open his guitar case ahead of sound check so we can practice some vocals.

Sam: “Strange, the strings feel pretty loose”

[Brief pause]

Sam [broken] “Oh no”

Sam’s left-handed Gibson ES – 335 has snapped at the neck. The only left-handed guitar we have. Sound check is in half an hour. Good start.

We arrive at the venue, sans one guitar and half our keyboard equipment (we won’t be needing it). Tonight, our perfectionist, fine-tuned and practiced set has been thrown violently of the window and lies crumpled on the floor awaiting the paramedics. Instead, we’ve patched together a group of very old songs and so we will now be playing for under 20 minutes. Attendance is good. We understand that the NME is in the audience, which is always nice. Perhaps less than perfect considering the ramshackle state of our set, but we soldier through and things do, in some sense, come off. Roll on tomorrow.


Friday 3rd April, Dublin Castle, Camden Town with The Dive + Guerrilla Radio

We are woken by an incensed vaguely Middle Eastern man who yells at Todd for the noise we were making by walking on our floor last night. Evidently he lives below and is hypersensitive to the sound of movement. He shouts. Todd tries to give him the wrong number to call if he needs to get hold of us. He then calls this wrong number. He continues to shout. Todd gives him his real number. The man makes threats. The man leaves.

Thank God that Sam’s cousin was flying to London to see his fiancée- we’ve got him to grab Sam’s battered my-first-guitar from home in Jersey and bring it to us. The cousin’s plane is an hour late because of fog in Gatwick. Sam gets his guitar 10 minutes before sound check. It has no strings.

We get to Dublin Castle. Sam plugs his guitar in. It cuts out erratically throughout sound check. We unscrew it to find that the wires, for no rational reason, are partly unsoldered. So we tighten things up and hope it won’t ruin the set.

So we tear through our set and unexpectedly, the guitar miraculously doesn’t fail to work. Apart from when Sam kicks out the lead. Everything goes to plan. We play our proper set. We got the singing parts right. The keyboard levels are good. People are getting into it. We get a booking on the 13th at the Hope & Anchor. Done.

Tonight we hear one of songs played on a London radio station. They call the song ‘Hero’. The song is actually ‘You Go Nowhere’, the track on the CD before the one they meant to play. Fail.

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