I must admit that when I saw Fleet Foxes live the other year, I was quite disappointed. They may as well have played the album and had some cardboard cut-outs on stage. Actually, that may be what happened but I was, however, quite excited reading the article in Uncut for their new album this weekend and am looking forward to it. Robin Pecknold seems to be one of those people that wrecks their lives for rock'n'roll. He sounds like a young David Crosby and their harmonies are quite ethereal. Those unfamiliar with Uncut should check it out (here).
In the meantime, spring seems to have appeared without us quite noticing it. Birdsong everywhere and all those SAD people suddenly looking less pale and wan. They're all still palely loitering, though. We wandered by the Orwell River yesterday to relax and take in the view of what Mrs Dave calls the "dinosaur's graveyard". The photo above suggests an ancient petrified creature (or was that just the Adnams?).
I've attempted to post a flip video here - if it works, you'll recognize the music, no doubt. It seemed apt. Unfortunately, the video isn't the original one as I didn't realise how short they have to be! It is a first attempt so forgive me if it's a bit naff - I'm a technophobe but I'm trying to get to grips with the modern world. I'm sure you'll let me know if it works or not. This was taken on the walk yesterday by the River Orwell as Mrs Dave and I decided to relax for the afternoon before coming home to tackle the Census.
Although the internet was working fine before we left, it had decided not to when we got back. Looks like the Backroom Boys will need to save the day (again). Bloody computers. They're rubbish really. Why oh why do these things take so long? I sat here for several hours to upload this video - there was no indication other than a little squiggle going round and round. Gave up eventually and took it down to a tiny snippet. Oh well, we live and learn.
Sometimes they're hard lessons, though.