JENNY LINDSAY: Piano, Heart, Lyrics, Vox, Plinky-Plink, Plot, Wine-Drinking...
MY INNER CHILD: Pulls the Leg, Yanks the Plank, Makes me Smart.
LAURA CAMERON LEWIS: Gee-tar, Crap Bass, Chair, Makes Good Tea, Vox, Computer Whirring, Monologues, Prodding...
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The bottom of the bottle, THE THREAT OF TERMINAL ILLNESS, loving phantoms, SLEEP-PARALYSIS, posterity, IRONY, throwing up spaghetti, WHITE NOISE, the window frame rattling, MY HEART PROBLEM, the things we will do for love...OR...the lack of it.
'Cheer Up Jenny :)' was borne of a wild night in a wanky-bar pontificating on misery and salmon. Jenny herself was borne of an artist and an actress, and became a musician when she got a plinky-plink piano age 8 and a half. She first performed live age 15 to a lot of old rockers and young indie-children branded with stick-on-self-harm-scars. Thus followed many years trawling the open mic nights of Scotland, occasionally being paid, more often not, until she arrived in Glasgow, aged 20. Thereupon, some thieves happened upon her flat and STOLE her plinky-plink machine, the bastards! She miserably started performing her lyrics and became a performance poet. She does the latter often, but her fingers are looking for some action. She has unearthed her passion for the plinky-plink, but not so much that she still doesn't need to cheer the fuck up :) You can help her by prodding her virtually to record some of her plinky plink and put it up here to be perused and berated by absolute strangers. Thank you.
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A new collection of Comic/Nonsense Verse, For Children, called, ‘Please Do Not Encourage This Nonsense by Purchasing this Book: Poems By Paul H. Tubb’, is available for purchasing.
23 Poems Not about Football, 11 that are about Football and 5 limericks. Paul H. Tubb has put these together, with some illustrations, into a handy book form so that they can be read at anyone’s leisure. Funny Rhyming poems that will delight Children of all ages. Poems about subjects such as Strange Christmas’s, Tone Deaf Dentists and the worlds worst stuntman among others. To learn more, please click on the link below.
WHEN: 23 July @ 9pm WHERE: The Voodoo Rooms, 19a West Register Street, Edinburgh. COST: £6 / 5 (Tickets available soon from Ripping Records & Avalanche)
You are invited to the acoustic gig of the year....
JL Williams (Neue Liebe) and Weaponizer unite to present an evening of enchanting music and hypnotic poetry - not to be missed!
WHEN: TONIGHT WHERE: The Voodoo Rooms, 19a West Register Street, Edinburgh. COST: £6 / 5 (Tickets available soon from Ripping
Madchester, Boxing Day Bash, Liquid Rooms, Edinburgh. 11pm until Extra Late, Hope to catch u there, as usual it will be a Mad one! Have a Great Chrimbo, hope Santa is good to ya! Madchester x
hey jenny, hope you're well. please forgive another shameless plug, i thought it would be nice to go round everyone individually to spread the word...
'coming up for air' (from the lost album), and my record 'growing flowers by candlelight' are now available on digital download from i tunes worldwide (they'll be on other download stores soon also).
'flowers' is also available on cd from ainsliemusic.com (all copies sold through the site are signed and i ship worldwide), all branches of beanscene and edinburgh branches of hmv.
Nice atmosphere in the track. Moody. You should try to do a cover of a song called 'Gloomy Sunday,' the fabled 'suicide song' by Rezso Seress. Something nice and brooding for you to play with.
dear jenny, thank you for playing last night at RUBY'S TUESDAY. your performance was wonderful. whenever you perform the magic just pours out of you. the piano and jenny, in my mind, creates a picture. at night. a volcano and its lava flowing. enchanting, dangerous and beautiful. the first song you played will be taken to my grave. wow. i have to hear you sing again. imperative. being truely and absolutely moved by music is seldom. gratitude. wow. oh, and deeply sorry for sound difficulties. please don't kill me. xxx gavin d
hi jenny, nice to meet you last night in the real world, or was it? woooo, shit. ,anyway, i loked you playing, and that you were shitting yourself, i like that in a performance, stay well. if i dont make manchester this weekend , then i'll see you thursday. x
ha ha no I didn't intend 'tortured' I was just in a very serious mood on that day and had gone for a 12 mile walk to clear my head. It didn't work, incidently
