A choir of Castrates to celebrate our love

Hope you can make it to this one. I know a couple of you can finally! We had hoped to get some friends to help out live at this gig but we might have to wait until the next one, details to follow. We are playing with the excellent Lucky Luke, whom I've seen go from a boil-in-the-bag Baby Tiger gig at the Swamp Bar, to supporing Teenage Fanclub at Glasgow Academy.

We put down some keyboards for Tradesmans' Lovesong and it's sounding excellent already. Verity gave it a real 60's pop feel. In this song I'm playing a tradesman based on a number men I worked with when I was a skinny, poofy, non-tax-paying stoodent. I used to work with a lot of really sound guys on summer jobs years ago both in a glue factory (sniff), and on building sites (fart). That didn't stop them relentlessly taking the p*ss out of me but that's ok. It was a great laugh most of the time and apart from my glue factory boss Billy and his sidekick "Ricardo Milano" I liked them all. The song attempts to broach middle-class attitudes to men who get their hands dirty at work and at home, and working-class attitudes to what constitutes domestic happiness. In the end it's just a song about cinemas and wide-screen TVs with a couple of slightly smutty jokes thrown in. If you come along on Saturday 9th September to the Cafe Royal you can hear it!