So, Jo got back from Edinburgh just in time for me to hoyk myself over to Telfords to see The Voices and Camera.

The former are in session on my show this coming Sunday night, come from Cardiff, and - because of the geographical distance - aren't a band that I would get to see, normally - especially seeing as the BBC are loathe to invite me down to Cardiff these days.

Why?

I don't know.

Perhaps Owen Money is feeling paranoid.

;0)

Anyhow - when I turned up at Telfords I was expecting Laura from mooi to be DJ'ing, but - apparently - she was ill; so - even though this is supposed to be my week off - I persuaded Ben and Aled that me playing a few tunes would be a good idea.

ha! ha! ha!

I had the good grace to wait until The Voices had finished.

They were very good. If I wasn't typing this under the influence of a shitbag full of Guinness I would endeavour to tell you how good... suffice to say that they had that Spacemen 3 drone thing off to a tee, tastefully mangled with elements of the Jesus and Mary Chain and My Bloody Valentine.

Their sound is a contemporary amalgamation of all of those influences laced with something all of their own. The drum machine and sampler / keyboard all helped to frost their tunes with a modern glitter... glitter is the wrong word, though...

I'm Guinness addled.

Sorry.

They drove all the way up to Chester, from Cardiff, to play in front of the least 'indie' aware audience this side of the English Channel, but they still pulled it off.

Lurking beneath the swathes of noise were some great melodies... maybe not enough of them, but enough to be getting on with anyway.

I can't wait to broadcast the session on this week's show.

I played a bit of Soundhog, My Bloody Valentine and 13th Floor Elevators after they had finished... mmm... and some Temptations too.

I shouldn't - even - have been DJ'ing.

I can't keep my fingers out of our music pie.

Camera were excellent. They get better everytime I see them. However, I still think that they need a couple of more songs with the dymanic kick of Hurt.

That might be one of the greatest songs I've ever been lucky enough to play on my show from a Welsh band.

Wake up the rest of the world!

Soundhog agrees with me too, and that man knows his music almost as well as he knows his air-cooled Volkswagen Beatles.

The ponce.

All in all, a great night.

Warmed the cockles of my heart, it did.

I just pray that neither band has to rely on my backwater graveyard shift for ther radio airplay.

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