Chad is Teknikov's foremost Colin Baker lookalike. He's always got far too much on, which is a problem exacerbated by
his appauling tardiness and lack of organisation. Yet somehow he rises above himself to drive the band around,
set up the equipment...and generally do absolutely everything. As a child he collected waistcoats, and one day he may
just wear one...(Waistcoat update Feb 06)he did. the earth moved.
12th Jan 2005
Well, what a year 2004 was. We're going to see if we can split up the band less than seven times this year. Ended up
with my head down a loo in Maida Vale as the new year dawned. Danced to Love Will Tear Us Apart six times, and ended
up calling everyone in the room a bunch of c**ts (again). Oh well, the first of our new, more regular rehearsals is tomorrow.
Feb 2nd seems a worryingly long way away. Should have our Jazz Odyssey finished by then. Hope you like our new direction...
25th April 2004
We've been off recording for a month, and it seems like an age. Me and Lisa were going to be doing an acoustic thing
on May 5th a bit like the radio session we did, but now it's going to be a full band gig instead. It's a bit like those acoustic
gigs Bernard Butler did a few years back, where he disappeared after his set, saying "don't go anywhere" and then returned
10mins later with his full band. (except I'm not Bernie B. and we're not doing an acoustic bit. So in fact it's not like it
at all. It's like a normal Teknikov gig).
We've been asked if we'd like to play Lock Stock on Thurs 13th as well as part of a new night that's going to happen,
but we don't know much about it at present - watch this proverbial. Looks like we're not playing Truck, but we will play Oxford
later in the year. I forswear it.
30th Sept 2003
Hell I'm busy. Gigs, my M.A. and some insane idea of directing a play, which is going rather well. To cap it all, my
computer and phone have decided to give up the ghost in the same week; the former with all the masters for the teknikov
recordings on it. Oh dear.....
July 2003
...In the words of many a Blue Peter annual, and forgotten Oxford mod popsters Remove (oh the injustice!), hello there.
Funny to think that a year ago teknikov were an imaginary band in the heads of Joe and me. We were going to have songs about
arrogance and skinny t-shirts. Now it's all real. It's a bit disturbing that by today's account we now have a whole set's
worth of songs. None of them are about arrogance or skinny tshirts. Been busy rehearsing for Truck. 3 new songs today. Our
minds and bodies are sore from the effort. Patience is frayed. There have been arguments about songs and curry. Rock 'n' roll
eh? And someone's walked something suspicious into the kitchen. it's got bits of grass in it. shit. (well i hope not). It's
been like "Exile on Main Street" at times. Steak for Breakfast. Endless bottles of wine on the terrace in the French sun.
(or a Patio in rainy Abingdon, truth be told). Avacadoes. No Jack Daniels, though. Or drugs. Or Wives. Or French chefs. Or
Jimmy Miller. Just me, drunkenly expressing my love for the rest of the band by staggering round in just underpants and slippers.
Apparently. Guest Ligger Dave broke his foot dancing nostalgically to Ocean Colour Scene. Well apparantely it's just bruised
after all. Steven rambled like Mark E. Smith and started talking to random Italians. (if they were indeed Italian. His
accent was very poor. As was his grasp of the language. One danced in the street with us. Good sport. Bella!) Check out JOe's
bitter rant about the current music scene. sometimes he smiles. Gang of Four and Billie Holliday on t' stereo. interesting
atmosphere for a curry. Beats ragas? who knows?
as you were
Chad
