Christmas

Christmas, My Arse

by Enormous on December 23, 2009

Bah, humbug.

Too much work here at Enormous Towers to even begin thinking about kicking back and celebrating the birth of the Baby Jesus.

Okay, maybe I’ll take a couple of hours off on Christmas Day.

And of course, Nelson Galaxy will be ‘taking me out’ on Boxing Day.

But apart from that, it’s just work, work, work for yours truly and his furry companion.

Okay, maybe I’ll accompany Nelson again around the local hostelries on New Years Eve to help him drink himself into Bolivia. (Again.)

Then again, maybe I won’t. That’s just the way I am, me. Unpredictable. Women love it.
Or something. Probably.

Anyhoo, Merry Christmas! See you in the New Year.

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One year later

by Enormous on November 16, 2009

One year ago ashleymorgan.com was launched.

And now, just one year later, we average over 2,000 visitors a day and the whole project, the label, and the music continues to move forward and grow.

Thank you. Thank you to everyone who helped in any way whatsoever. Thank you to the people that linked to me, to the people that donated sums large and small, everyone who purchased music and to absolutely everyone who has been involved with making this project a success.

None of this would have been possible without your support. You have proved that independent musicians can succeed and flourish when they use the correct tools to connect directly with their audience. Thank you.

With Christmas fast approaching it is now time to take a few months rest.

Merry Christmas, happy new year, see you in 2010.

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Romano Di Natale

by Enormous on January 4, 2009

‘Hey, Reg, had a nice Christmas? What did Santa Claus bring you?’

Audrey immediately pounced on Hercules, my elderly friend’s tiny little Jack Russel, and proceeded to demonstrate to him how fast real dogs can run, as Reg began reeling off a long list: ‘Fondue set from my sister in Chester; sock and handkerchiefs from another sister in Rye; box of chocolates; aftershave from my nephew Jack; a DVD from . . .’

He paused in his catalogue, seemingly lost in thought.

‘What did you get from Maria, your lovely girlfriend?’

‘I was a bit disappointed there, Davy,’ he sighed, ‘she gave me a bottle of vodka and a cheap shaving kit from Boots.’

‘Hmm, I wonder what she had in mind.’

‘She’s Italian,’ he reminded me.

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Yule Be Seeing Me

by Enormous on December 19, 2008

It’s Christmas!

See you in two weeks; I’m having a break. I’m going to indulge myself with the finest wines and Belgian chocolate and dozens of sexy gorgeous women.

Yeah, right. (Well, you never know: there are other dimensionsChristmas Fantasy Ed.)

I’ll probably be sat in the Villager pub with Nelson trying to ignore the toothless hags on the karaoke machine.

And then we’ll be the two drunks staggering home in tandem on Boxing Day that you used to see when you were twelve years-old, wondering what it was like to be all grown up.

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Telling Teenage Fortunes

by Enormous on December 14, 2008

No.30

You will go to a Christmas party and wake up at 6am on someone’s sofa next to a girl who looks like she wrestles bulls for a living.

You will say something outrageous like: ‘I’m sorry.’

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Citizen Canine

by Enormous on December 10, 2008

I was listening to BBC Radio 4 this morning and some obliging person was suggesting ideas for unusual Christmas presents to give your nearest and dearest this year.

One was the gift of a Certificate of UK Citizenship for the family pet – some spurious document that would make little Tiddles or Fido feel comfortable in the fact that they were officially of the same nationality as their owners.

What tosh. I can imagine Audrey on Christmas morning: ‘Well, that’s very nice, father, but why didn’t Santa bring me my special Christmas chews? Doesn’t he love me anymore?’

Someone else mentioned the fact that many of us this year will be somewhat financially compromised and suggested some gifts that were not only atypical but also inexpensive.

My favourite was the ‘give your friend a walk’ Christmas gift idea. Essentially, you detail on a piece of paper your favourite country walk and give it to someone as a ‘unique and healthy alternative, special, festive endowment.’ Brilliant!

‘Hey, Bob, you know Sherwood Forest, right?’

Yeah . . .

‘Merry Christmas!’

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Christmas Is Coming

by Enormous on December 3, 2008

Once again the festive season is nearly upon us one and all. Hurrah!

I will have my bottle of sherry, Audrey her special chews made from cows’ eyes and Nelson will be here, ostensibly to do some recording in the studio, but mostly for his annual yuletide drunkening with his big brother.

I have threatened to try to curb his fervent alcoholic antics this year.

I remember last Christmas when, searching for a rough little provincial lassie to seduce, he dragged me to the Schoolhouse Restaurant-and-Wine-Bar in the village. We got so drunk that at one stage Nelson actually disappeared into another dimension.

I enlisted the help of one of the attractive barmaids and after an extensive search which lasted about twenty minutes – it would have been quicker had I not insisted on making an initial sweep of the unoccupied guest bedrooms – found him in the kitchen where he was trying to de-gay himself with a microwave oven and a roll of greaseproof paper.

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