Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Component#4 The Call Centre EP




















I first Mike a few years back as a live member of
the post rock band who I dearly Epic 45, and from
him bought Bared Wired Sunday his debut EP
which had great 80's synths mixed with the cleverness
of Burial's Dub Step.

The new EP above is more 80's based and on at
least one of the tracks really reminded me of Soft Cell
minus the over the top vocals actually with a bleak,
journey through life on the title track alone which
defo hints well towards a full length album which is
due out soon.

 Listen / download here


Sunday, 22 February 2015

Latest Blog Updates and New Blogs


Pre University Scribbles

A few of you I have recently moved house and upon a archive of files discovered at my parents I discovered a full archive of poetry wrote pre university.

Some of it is truly horrific but some of them are quite nice and although I wouldn't send them to magazines, they deserve publication on a blog.


University Scribbles

As above, a second archive which I was more aware of was work done at university plays, stories, sketches all kinds of things.

Some of these I will certainly return to but thought you would like to see some of them also.

Ghost Story II

The first piece as a prologue is now live on Ghost Story II. There will be a second in March but the piece properly begins in April.

Tuesday, 10 February 2015

Sunday, 8 February 2015

New releases on bandcamp




Two new releases on bandcamp for you to listen and download (pay what you want):

Firstly, Ocean in a Bottle - Homage to Brian Eno which is a more synth based version of Ocean in a Bottle

https://oceaninabottle.bandcamp.com/album/homage-to-brian-eno

And as a sampler from my up and coming book 'The end of summer' a new spoken word page by myself, Andy N (Poet)

https://andyn.bandcamp.com


Enjoy


Tuesday, 27 January 2015

What’s going on? January 2015 news

















New name for news and views. The above picture is not what Manchester is currently like but am expecting it next few days..

A Means to an End

Did our first gig of the year last week at Jam Street, Whalley Range. Excellent gig and one which see us retire certain pieces that the band have been doing for a bit. Our next rehearsal should see us carry on work with several new pieces, two of which will feature me on Keyboards and if all goes to plan, a new one featuring the three of us on vocals etc. More gigs will be announced shortly.

Ocean in a Bottle

Just sorting out the track listing for February’s EP ‘Homage to Brian Eno’ which reflects some very synth based material in homage to the great man himself. This shall be out 1st February 2015.

I am moving shortly, and to keep the flow going have been working hard on the March EP also called ‘Flight of the Phoenix II’ which I will have out 1st March 2015.

After that, there certainly will be a Flight of the Phoenix III and maybe Flight of the Phoenix IV as I have lots of great new material in this style and I am playing around with some lovely droney piano material which reminds me of Harold Budd which will follow maybe early Spring.

Current EP Flight of the Phoenix is here for free download

Audio Poesis:

An EP of old recordings will be out fairly soon and a new EP featuring half a dozen brand pieces will be out I guess in April (Awaiting for approval on the last track) and after that we shall start on a album.

Our first single is here for free download 

Poetry:

My last poem was recently blogged here and has had some great reviews. I can’t make the night I normally go in February so likely will pop up somewhere else just for a change. I will be announcing a major project shortly and also the release date for my long delayed second solo collection ‘The End of Summer’.

Writers of the third kind:

After missing two months owning to ill health and been too busy, hoping to be back to normal in February. Will advise when I have doublechecked diary.



More to follow.

Hope you are all well.

Speak Soon

Andy

Saturday, 24 January 2015

Angel Meadow Documentary


















According to Wikipedia ‘Angel Meadow’ is a public park to the immediate northeast of Manchester city centre, in North West England. Located on a slope between the River Irk and Rochdale Road occupies an area of 7.4 acres (3 ha), but features in the formative history of Manchester. It was once an affluent suburb of Manchester, until the 19th-century Industrial Revolution altered the social standing of the area and introduced poverty and disease. Regeneration of the park in the 2000s has however modified the area and created a gateway into the Irk Valley.

 i used to work for the co-operative just around the corner from here from 2006 to 2011, and it wasn't until just before i left there that i found out about Angel Meadow through the writing of a old poem 'Detective Novel' (http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=8852). It's always a topic I've wanted to write about in a poem - perhaps someday I will but this little documentary is well worth watching (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKch1hiHmq8) as with the Peterloo Massacre, (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peterloo_Massacre) this wasn't that far back in history and it should never be forgotten in how bad conditions people had to live in not that long ago.

Monday, 22 December 2014

Card Story (Christmas Poem)























Stuck in the middle of another drift
The sledge looks lost without reindeer
As Father Christmas stands there
Looking over the roof
At firstly the smoke
Blowing off the next house
Choked out by the wind

Taxis turning into snowploughs
On the next road
Almost by magic
Out of total nowhere
And dogs morphing into wolves
Howling over and over
In the moonlight

Children in the nearby field
On the other side
Of the boarded up old station
Pleating each other
With firstly sticks
Pounding into flesh
Then snowballs,

Crunching through
Everybody’s coats
Like fists through
Broken conkers
Until they are left battered
Almost black and white
In the fading sunlight,

Vibrant in a featureless moment
Sharped with each move
From the frozen breeze
Over the top of the roof
Surfing each memory
Making him wishing
He’d had the time
To go and join in.




(Happy Christmas everybody!)