For the last few months I've been slaving away in my studio with Barefoot Doctor. www.barefootdoctorglobal.com To say I was slaving is something of a misnomer 'cause though the work has been hard its been so much fun that I daren't call it work. Songs have just appeared one after the other. Mainly flowing from the creative juices of the good doctor. It seems to me his musicality has been stifled a bit over the years and being with me and my girlfriend has allowed him to be the great musician he really is. He's flourished I'd say in the deepest part of Oxfordshire, hidden from view in order to reveal himself. He's come with a riff an idea a chord or a bass line, I'd find a beat and then we were off. Jamming over a musical barren landscape. Fleshing it out with some melodies here, some words there, a stab of keys, a lead guitar , a shaker. Carving the uncarved block until its soundscape revealed itself. I remember as a kid watching Rolf Harris "Do you know what it is yet?"he'd say and I'd think "Does HE know?". We dont know until the song is finished. We feel our way until its stopped speaking to us and then we have a sandwich and a cup of tea and talk about how hard it is being a human being.
And now we have a good number of songs in the can....what shall we do with them? A thousand meaningless thoughts drift across our collective conscious post sandwich, pre-mix...."Music has lost its value, people dont want this now, they want that now, who are we to believe this can communicate?" In the end you just put it out there and so we are...here goes...there's a video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylc4DekeOOI....and then an EP coming.
