Betika Seated, Badgers again.

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I marked the lawn as my territory in the time-honoured way yesterday, the badgers having further violated the sacred turf in their search for dinner. Unfortunately I only have a standard-sized bladder and was unable to lay claim to a very large area, so they'll probably just dig their holes at the other end of lawn. They're probably doing it right now.

It's been an enjoyable week Betika-wise; I've finished a song that's been hanging around for a while (under the working title "Theme from 'SLAGS"'), I think it's proper title will be "Bad Thoughts" because that's what it's about, or maybe "An Englishman's mind is his castle". I can't see it making it's way into the live set for a while as there's a bit of a backlog of new tunes already.
On Wednesday I went to Hubcap's new studio to have a listen back to the songs from the sessions we did with him and start work on the definitive vocal takes. We didn't achieve very much on this occasion, we pretty much spent the evening singing into various different sized-and shaped microphones trying to decide which one we liked the sound of best. Bizarrely, it was the cheapest one! Work starts in earnest on the singing this afternoon.
The Seated Greater Betika got it's baptism of fire on Thursday night at LIMBS. We set up in a slightly unusual configuration with Rich at the front with his non-drumkit made of an electrified cardboard box and various bits and pieces, and then the rest of us sat in a tight semi-circle around him with Carolyn and I right at the back. Because LIMBS' Alcatraz home is somewhat on the intimate side we had some nice symmetry going on with the front row of the audience sat right in front of us in a semi-circle that mirrored our own. The set we played was "Robot (2)", "I killed a fly", "Love let me not hunger", "Let these things forget themselves", "If you go to work on me I'll die", "We will not know peace", "Girlshaped", "Hunting with dogs" and "Thunderstorm". I think it would be fair to say that we were a bit wobbly to start off with, the first couple of songs contained a certain amount of free-form jazz that hadn't been there in rehearsal, and we came badly unstuck at the end of "I killed a fly". We hadn't bothered to rehearse it for a while because it's the simplest song in the world and we play it quite a lot, it never occurred to any of us that to get the slow-down (rallentando I think is the musical term) at the end of the song right we actually need a fair amount of eye-contact! I was sat behind and to the side of Rich, and he was directly inbetween me and Imogen, so there was no way of co-ordinating what we were doing and the whole thing stopped in much the same way as a derailed express train. Carnage! Luckily for us we had a friendly crowd who let us get away with that kind of nonsense, and that's what really made the night for me- it was an imperfect performance but the vibe was just right. There will definitely be some more Seated Betika in a cramped venue near you soon!

Sooner still, Carolyn and I will be doing an Acoustic slot at Solid Air (the last at Destiny) on Monday next week, and the whole band will be playing standing up at Mr. Smiths on Friday with support from The Marlins. More details are on The Schedule page of the Betika website.

Enjoy the Bank Holiday!
Dave

A spot of clarification

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On re-reading last night's post, it occured to me that it could be interpreted as implying that Sunday night's audience was great and Friday's wasn't. This was certainly not the case- we were warmly recieved on both occasions, and in a way that made me feel all the worse for my screw-ups and the way things went on Friday. I finished the set with the feeling that we might have just squandered a lot of goodwill by not putting in a performance as good as we're capable of, and I felt that it was largely down to me. Hence the angst and hand-wringing.
For a punter's point of view of the night, have a look at this. There's also some photos (the first on the web of the current line-up, I believe) including one of me and Carolyn where I look like a corpse. I am actually doing that deliberately, it's become a reflex reaction for me to imitate the dead as soon as anyone points a camera anywhere near me, especially when under the influence of booze. Don't know why. Many thanks for the pix and write-up Steve!

Autopsies

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We played a couple of very different shows over the weekend - the first we had very high expectations of and ended up disappointed by, and the second we weren't really sure what to expect and it turned out to be fantastic. Whether this is a psychological trick or an accurate reflection of how things went is impossible to tell. Events conspired against us at The Villa on Friday and we didn't get a soundcheck, so the sound guy had to sort out our slightly unorthodox set-up over the first couple of songs, nevertheless we were playing together well and hard- too hard, it would turn out as I snapped a guitar string at the end of "Volkespiotr". That's the first time I've ever broken one playing with Betika, (maybe because I've just started using a different guitar?) and I didn't really have a contingency plan. I had a second guitar with me but it was in this ridiculous open F# tuning that I use for "By Default", so I started worrying about what I was going to do next instead of concentrating on what chords I was supposed to be playing and what words and tune I was supposed to be singing. After that I just couldn't seem to get my head back into the right place for playing. I borrowed Ed Hat's guitar and we finished the set but it felt like the energy we had at the start had vanished somehow and I came off stage really angry at myself for having screwed up and let the rest of the band down. My sorrows were thoroughly and comprehensively drowned at the bar afterwards.
Tonight Carolyn and I did what we thought was going to be a short acoustic set at Le Bateau in Parkstone- when we got there it turned out that not only were we going to be the last band of the night but also a couple of acts had dropped out so we had to play for a bit longer than we thought we were going to have to. We though we were going to be doing four songs, in the end we did "Summers of solemnity", "One day my house will be flooded" (an appropriate song given the appalling weather), "I killed a fly", "We will not know peace", "If you go to work on me I'll die", "Girlshaped", Simon and Garfunkel's "I am a rock", Iron and Wine's "Naked as we came", "Robot" and a super-rare performance of "I've been in an accident", which I make to be ten in total. There was lots on unrehearsed ropeyness on our part but the audience was absolutely fantastic, they were quiet as church mice in the quiet bits, they laughed at the lyrical jokes, they handclapped along during "Robot", they applauded long and hard and they shouted out for more until we played more. A perfect gig, basically! If you were one of those audience-people, I thank and salute you!

There's more live Betika action coming up over the next week or so- Thursday will see the full band playing some of the songs we never usually play using cardboard boxes for drums at LIMBS, the following Monday we'll be doing another acoustic set of indeterminate length and mood at Destiny, and on the Friday (May 6th) we'll be laying the ghosts of The Villa to rest at Mr Smiths full-band style, in the exalted company of The Marlins. That night will also see Nic Rawlins (Sancho cover artist and paper cinematographer) lose his DJ cherry.

The battle with the Badgers continues.

Six items about music and nature.

1. There's some MP3s of The SK5 to download from www.gishsounds.com, along with all kinds of other lovliness selected for your listening pleasure by the boy Gish, late of Miss Black America and Tex La Homa (though not at the same time as me and Rich), currently of My Hi-fi Sister and Sunshine Republic. Click on the "sounds" link on the front page.

2. Badgers have done an unbelievable amount of damage to the lawn I spent hours mowing last week. I spent this afternoon filling in countless badger-holes, a pointless and sisyphean (sp?) task if ever there was one, I know they'll all be there again next time I look. (By badger-holes, I mean of course ones they have dug in their search for juicy earthworms to eat, not the ones they live in. I haven't been burying them alive!) Apparently the smell of human urine discourages them, so I'm going to make sure and drink plenty of water next time I go a-mowing.

3. I saw the first swallow of summer today, along with some of his swallow mates. He's a good month or so early, I don't normally see them until around May / June time - another symptom of global warming I suppose. On another ornithological note;

4. There are an extraordinary number of buzzards around at the moment, they're not usually a common bird around here but over the last couple of weeks I see one on pretty much every car journey I make. I guess they're getting like foxes and moving into more urban areas where there's lots of whatever buzzards eat, mice, rats and beetles maybe?

5. An opportunity for spotting Betika in the wild will occur in the next seven days when Carolyn and I perform a few of our songs arranged for two voices, guitar and woodwinds at Consortium next Sunday (17th). There will also be two full live bands and probably two other acoustic acts, but I don't know who any of them are as yet but I will post details as I get hold of them.

6. Delicate Hammers (see last post) are confirmed to play with us at Mr. Smiths on Thursday 8th July. This is very good news!

Swamp, Hammers, Kites, Grass

Spent the weekend doing things that were good for me. On friday night five-sevenths of Betika went to see True Swamp Neglect and The Delicate Hammers at The Central in Parkstone. Delicate Hammers were completely unknown to me but Chris Swamp has been raving about them for ages, and it turns out with good reason. It's difficult to describe exactly what they're like, there's elements of hip-hop and soul in there, but their vibe is somewhere between...I dunno, Pavement and Misty's Big Adventure? Entertaining, thought-provoking, toe-tapping and heartwarming in equal measures. If things go to plan, you'll get the chance to see and hear what I'm on about in a couple of months, I've asked them to if they'll make the trip down from Manchester again and play with us in July.
The Swamp themselves were absolutely sublime. The first time I ever saw them was at The Central three or so years ago; that experience was an epiphany for me, and Friday's set was like that all over again. They did very little of the "Sleep Function Lost" material and concentrated mostly on new or nearly-new stuff, as yet unrecorded. Quite early on, Chris dedicated a new song to "the rock band Betika", it transpired on account of the fact that in writing it he took a phrase from the lyric of "We will not know peace" (from Betikassette 2), turned it round, added more much better words and an amazing anthemic tune and threw it right back at me, brass knobs attached. If it wasn't so good I'd be consumed with bitterness and jealousy that it was so good! A stunning set followed, it seemed like somehow all the things that make the Swamp great had been magnified, like somebody had selected them with a mouse and hit the "Bold" button. I spent the whole set at the front grinning like a complete goon.

The sun was shining on Saturday morning, which made a fantastic change from last week's rain, and so those Betikans who had risen late and hungover at Betika towers resolved to go outside and make the most of it. The wind was blowing strong and steady, so Carolyn took Chris, Lexi and I out into the New Forest to fly a kite. Kites have changed a lot since I last flew one. The last kite I flew was made of polythene and balsawood and had a picture of an owl's face on it, and was controlled by a very thin single piece of string. The kite that we flew on Saturday (which belongs to Brad from Brenda, a gentleman of sufficient stature to handle such things) was basically a parachute about as wide as I am tall (3 square metres in area apparently) controlled (!) by four nylon ropes attached to two metal handles. The place we chose to fly the kite was pretty exposed, so the wind was really strong and gusty which Carolyn said might be a bit dangerous. She proved herself correct minutes later when the kite was launched with Carolyn at the controls- it flew safely for a couple of minutes before a gust caught it and she was dragged off her feet and along the ground. That basically set the scene for the rest of the afternoon- we took turns wrestling against the immense forces involved, and being bodily dragged across the field, terrifying picnickers and horses in our path. It was terrifying for me too, but in the same exhillarating way that rollercoasters are. I slept very well on saturday night.

Sunday afternoon was spent cutting my nan's lawn. How rock and roll is that? It took a long time because the grass was about a foot high, but it was very satisfying to have finished and I got hot enough to take my shirt off and get a couple of hours of sun on my pasty white body for the first time in a long time. I've become really apprehensive about cutting long grass since I left a couple of frogs horribly mutilated a couple of years ago when I was strimming the garden at my old flat, I dread finding half a mouse in the grass-basket when I'm scooping the clippings out. Happily as far as I could tell I managed to avoid killing or maiming anything this time, so no bad karma there.

I've finally got back to work finishing off the third Betikassette, something that should have been done long ago but which has been put off since Christmas while we've been working on the album sessions with Hubcap. I'm making no promises, but I'm hoping that Betikassette 3 will be done in time for the gig on May 6th. The tracklisting has changed, owing to me having written a new song that seemed to fit on it better than one of the songs previously earmarked. Now it will contain: "Bob Hope", "You can call me brother", "Robot (2)" and "If you go to work on me I'll die". All the songs will be played at the upcoming Betika gigs this month, which will be taking some different formats- as we've developed as a live band over the last year we've become progressively more and more about playing uptempo songs, jumping around and doing our best to make people dance, which none of us would say is a bad thing, but in our previous incarnation we played very, very quietly using the most minimal instrumentation, and we still have slow, sad, quiet songs from that period ("Heads smashed in...etc"), along with newer songs in a similar vein that we've written since, that just wouldn't work in the standard Betika set. So we're rehearsing a completely different set consisting entirely of those songs. It's going to be almost like a completely different band but with the same group of people playing the same instruments, only quieter, probably sitting down and trying to be as intimate with our audience as decency will allow. The first outing for this parallel Betika will be at the LIMBS night at Alcatraz club on Thursday 28th April. It'll be sad but pretty.

Dave

p.s. Details of this and other forthcoming Betika performances can be found on the SCHEDULE page at www.betika.co.uk