Enormous. Jazz musician Ashley Morgan, Saxophonist Paul Varga and Singer Davy Lawrence
The Music of Ashley Morgan, Paul Varga and Davy Lawrence. A Big Arena Records / E&R Records / 447 Records production
Ashley Morgan recordings are now available on cassette. Original vintage TDK MA-X 90 cassettes will be used exclusively for all recordings and will be available through Ashley Morgan’s record labels at independent record shops and direct.
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Ashley Morgan Recordings. A quartet of independent, musician owned, musician run analogue record labels. Big Arena Records, 447 Records, 7611 Records and E&R Records. Real music, real musicians. 100% analogue. 0% digital. Vinyl and cassette only. No digital downloads
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Ahh! There’s a bear with me!
Not really. I’m just posting this for my legions of devoted fans to inform you all that I shall be returning to full-time blogging again shortly.
I have been very busy recently with various projects, darlings – including recording the new Enormous album, and simply have not had the time to write anything substantial.
As you can probably see, my new home is here at davylawrence.com and within the coming weeks we shall have a big house-warming party to get the ball rolling.
Hope you are all well.
A bientôt.
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I saw Nigel in the village yesterday about to cross the road in front of an oncoming double-decker school bus.
I quickly grabbed his arm and manhandled him back on to the pavement.
‘Careful, Ian. We nearly lost you there.’
‘Ian?‘
‘Sorry, Nigel. I don’t know why I called you Ian.’
‘People often call me Ian, for some reason,’ he said, taking out the earplugs to his iPod. ‘And I can tell you, if ever I am in a room with someone called Ian, it literally causes chaos.’
‘Chaos?’
‘Literally.’
‘Crikey. Anyway, what are you listening to that nearly made you step in front of a bus?’
‘He’s brilliant, isn’t he.’
‘Actually, I don’t really like him, Nigel. Not really. At all.’
‘You’re just envious of him, Davy. It’s obvious.’ He was grinning now as if he had discovered my deepest dark secret.
‘It’s not that, Nigel,’ I told him. ‘I don’t enjoy listening to music that sounds like it means me harm.’
‘He’s had a lot more success than you.’
‘True. He’s just been dropped by his record company, hasn’t he?’
‘No.’ (He has.)
‘Anyway, I must dash, Ian – sorry, Nigel. Once again, talking to you has left me feeling a little overexcited. I need a cup of tea and a nice sit-down.’
‘Whatever.’ He looked me in the eye. ‘And, erm . . . well, I’d like to say thank you. You saved my life there, you know.’
‘Well, nobody’s perfect, Ian.’
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I was chatting to Walt, bassist with indie band The Babysitters yesterday. I have been trying to poach him for a few weeks now, using all my powers of manly seduction. I think Walt is a thoroughly agreeable chap and a very good musician – the kind of very good musician that would fit right into place in the Enormous line-up.
He has said before that he would love to join the band, but, apart from his duties with the Babysitters, he was telling me that his wife is due to give birth soon and that he would not really have the time or the energy to properly commit to Enormous. Stupid women. Stupid babies. What happened to rock ‘n’ roll?
Aside from his skills on the bass guitar, Walt is a clever and very witty man. I mentioned this to him during our conversation.
‘Yeah, bass players are traditionally regarded as being even dumber than drummers, aren’t they.’
‘That’s true, Walt,’ I told him. ‘And drummers, by definition, apart from being incredibly stupid, are also very, very annoying. All of them.’ I then remembered an old muso joke: ‘Hey, Walt, what did the bass player get on his IQ test?’
‘Tell me, Davy.’
‘Dribble.’
‘Ha, ha.’ Then he outdid me. ‘Here’s one for you that demonstrates the point even better.’
‘Go on, then.’
‘Did you hear about the drummer who arrived at the gig only to discover he had locked his keys in his car? It took him an hour to get the bass player out.’
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No.49
You will try really hard to like Charlie Parker.
You will realise you don’t like Charlie Parker.
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