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Barn Recordings

March 22, 2014
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On and off for the past few months I’ve been heading up to Norwich to do some recording. The sessions have been unusual because we’re recording live, and the only rehearsals are on the night that we record. So it’s a little rough and ready, but full of atmosphere and energy. I’m the third singer/songwriter they’ve invited to come and play for their mini label Barn Recordings, and the first not based in Norwich. It’s been a nice process; I take the train up from London late afternoon, have a bite to eat with one of the guitarists and...

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Solo Concert for English Speaking Union

November 2, 2013
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I’ve been invited by the English Speaking Union to perform a 1-hour concert for them at Dartmouth House in Mayfair. This an unusual and exciting opportunity for me and is probably my last proper gig of the year. The room I’m playing in is pretty spectacular, part of a Grade II listed building in the heart of Mayfair. It’s a salon-style performance with room for 80-100 people. I’ll be playing for an hour, singing the best of my first two albums plus at least two new songs. And there’s a beautiful grand piano. After I’ve played there’s a bar...

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Coming Home

April 21, 2013
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We’re on the Eurostar going home now. We managed not to miss our final train, which makes it 14 out of 14, plus assorted trams, tubes and busses. There were a couple of very near misses: Cara forgot her passport for the Vienna/ Berlin leg (although we never needed it) and I misjudged a breakfast which led to us runjogwalking past interminable carriages carrying cars, balancing four drinks, three bags, two instruments and a suitcase between us. Last night’s gig with Sparky in the Clouds felt like a fitting finale. Upstairs, Au Chat Noir was a typical Parisian bar...

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Why am I in an interrogative mood?

April 19, 2013
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Is this day 10, or 11? Why travel thousands of miles to another place to play songs you wrote in your own language to strangers with an imperfect grasp of that language? Does the music carry the language gap? Why are the bottom three octaves of this piano so ropey and why did the man who booked us not tell me this last night when I met him in his other bar? Why did the volunteers who run this place put this ropey piano in the corner, facing the wall, thus making audience interaction a serious challenge bordering on...

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Day 9: Chatty Audiences

April 18, 2013
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The first girl on the bill was almost inaudible above the hubbub of chat. Which was a shame – her songs were interesting, skilfully crafted, very much her own creation. That’s not necessarily the rule – if you go to a lot of small gigs you hear a lot of singing and songwriting which is safe, familiar, forgettable. But she was good, and beautiful too with big blue eyes that widened incredulously when one particularly noisy lady with red hair whooped and yelled in the quiet bits. Odd. Maybe it’s borne of having had a run of gigs but...

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Day 8: Kind of Blue in Copenhagen

April 17, 2013
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Whoever designed this schedule was nuts. Which doesn’t reflect well on Cara and I. The day after our house concert we head from northern Italy to Denmark. Five trains, 25 hours and one bomb alert later we hit Copenhagen, already late for our soundcheck. So it’s nice to wind up at Kind of Blue and immediately like the place. Claus – concentrated, stubbled, waistcoated and 50-something – is a charismatic man whose warmth grows slowly and surely as the night progresses. He’s a John Lennon obsessive. We bonded when I told him Andy Newark (who played drums on my...

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Day 7: Late Night Train to Munich

April 17, 2013
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I don’t know why I like night trains so much. It’s a stuffy, rattly and slightly cramped experience, especially if you’re sharing your bunk with a keyboard to make sure no one makes off with it. But I still love it. It’s an efficient use of time and you retain a subconscious sense of the distance travelled, even as you sleep, which you don’t get on a large plane. And I like the ritual of the train guard waking you up in the early morning, twenty minutes before your stop. He came round last night, shortly after we’d boarded...

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Day 6: The Throne

April 15, 2013
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I began the day with a trip to the throne. Not a euphemism. The toilet at Cara’s mum’s place is embedded in a full-size wooden throne, complete with animal carvings and a hop up stool. To get off you have to execute a gymnastic manoeuvre, swinging from the arms like it ‘s a pommel horse. Your trousers are still around your ankles at this point, so it’s a technical dismount. My tour mate’s mum teaches yoga and yoga therapy so after breakfast we were used as gineau pigs by a couple of her students. They took our pulse, studied...

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Day 5: Vienna to Siena

April 15, 2013
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Yesterday was a travel day. Vienna to Siena via changes at Innsbruck, Padova and Florence. The zigzag journey was a change too far for the Rail Europe website. When I’d called their booking line instead the lady had had to ask around the office to figure out a route. She seemed to quite enjoy the challenge. On board, the ride through the German Alps was pretty special, like a slow motion roller coaster through a brochure advertising the beauty of life abroad. What are we doing in London?! I had plans for productive use of the downtime on trains....

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Day Two: Passports and Quiches

April 11, 2013
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Day two was a trip from Vienna to Berlin on a long, slow, easy train after a frantic start brought on by a forgotten passport. Richard Kapp to the rescue again, smiling and joking even as we imposed on his morning off. On the train I felt like a permanent fixture among a rotating cast of Europeans: Viennese already familiar from half a day in situ, the Czechs slim and carefully dressed in cheap clothes, solid Germans with laptops and glasses. I slept for four or five hours, catching up on sleep from late nights and early mornings getting...

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