Author: Robin Grey

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september news

I have been pondering the small mystery of why I come up in the top search results when googling ‘london schools of design’ – http://www.google.co.uk/search?&q=london+schools+of+design

Strange world.

Anyways, music, yes, I have a show in Camden next Thursday at Iktoms. It will be my tenth time playing for Kev, a truly enlightened promoter, who provides sweets, lego and colouring-in pencils and paper as well as consistently booking great new music.

The evening is unamplified and I will be practising for the second time the noble art of singing whilst playing the double bass with Iain on guitar to fill in the gaps 🙂

Ik:toms – Thursday, September 25, 2008 – 8:00pm
The Liberties Bar (map – http://maps.google.com/?q=NW1+0LU)
100 Camden High Street, Camden, London, NW1 0LU
http://www.myspace.com/iktoms for more details and full line-up.

Elsewhere I have written a new song about my passion for permaculture which can be heard here… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSdUIlXq1Ug

…I have just started playing with an amazing violinist called Geri who is going to be doing her first gig with me at the Wired Festival in Kings Cross on Saturday 27th. Kinzli will also be joining me on backing vocals and the rest of the bill looks awesome including Fiona Bevan, Show Without Punch, Lail Arad and many more of my favourite artists. More info here http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=16958626249

…and have just booked the Arcola Theatre in Dalston for a Sunday early evening show on 2nd November – please pencil in the diary if you can – I think this will be a full kitchen sink show with guitar, banjo, tabla, double bass, violin, backing vocals and cake.

Oh, and you can join me on facebook here – http://www.facebook.com/pages/Robin-Grey/22856296288

Cool beans,

Robin

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grace 101

A little song inspired by the lovely Joanna Newsom and some of Michael Stipe’s more obscure moments…

Tell me which colour is blue –
Then stand in a line and shout “Idiot, yours truly”
Nothing compares to this feeling of flying
And gravity wants to join in for the ride.

I don’t know which one is true –
The fool and the knave they both have intuitions
But foolproof plans which require ten volumes
To explain the subtleties just don’t sound right.

I will determine the last day on earth
And I will determine what Winston was saying
So I can make way for the peach and the pear and the plum
And you cannot fault what I’ve done.

The concrete must yield to the steel
And some sun could reach me despite of the morning.
Patio living with no remote features
Could be a solution but think of the mice!

I will dig deeper than others will dare
And I will dig deeper regardless of warning
and I will make way for the peach and the pear and the plum
And you cannot fault what I’ve done…

no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no
no.

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montreal

Let’s take a trip down Somerset Island,
Across the mainland to Hudson Bay.
We’ll take a boat across the water
Down to Montreal.

Taking our time we’ll cross the border
And be in New York for christmas day.
We’ll meet the friends we made in Philadelphia
In Florida sometime in May.

I’d escape across the sea,
If you would come with me to Montreal.
I would run away
If I thought it possible at all.

Let’s take a boat from Norway
Sail north across the Barents Sea.
We’ll spend some time in Anderma
And take a train across Russia.

I would gather sweat and dust,
If that is what I must do to get away.
I wouldn’t care of others views,
Lets wear out all our shoes in vain.

Let’s drink tea in China,
Let’s drink coffee by the Arabian Sea,
Let’s go walking in the water
But only up to our knees.

So I’m sitting in my room,
Pencil in my hand,
Drawing lines on the wall,
On my map of the world.
I couldn’t be in Rio by tomorrow
Even though its an inch from my nose.

Looks like it’s Brighton or Moorgate for us.
Call in sick on tuesday.
I’d be happy walking on the beach alone,
You’ve got money, could go anywhere at all.

I would sail across the sea
If you would come with me to Montreal.
I would run away if I thought it possible at all.