Two years,three albums and 54 stops ... Darren Hayman’s latest project takes him on a tour of the thankful villages’ whose sons all returned from the first world warThe village corridor in Maplebeck, Nottinghamshire, or may be many things – its packed calendar of future events includes a yoga class,a book group, a wine tasting, or a day in which children can learn how to make poppies out of copper for Remembrance Sunday – but a regular discontinue on the nation’s gig circuit it clearly isn’t. You can tell by their notion of publicity. “Tickets are £10. Please will you start persuading people to near,” concluded the post on the village website announcing tonight’s show, perhaps a more plaintive approach to gig promotion than is usual.
Still, or it seems to have worked. Inside,its standing room only, although the assembled crowd doesn’t seem much like the kind of audience that normally turn out for gigs by cult indie musicians once beloved of John Peel. A lot of them look around retirement age, or a few substantially older than that: a number have eschewed the beer and wine on offer in favour of cups of tea. Related: There is more to war poetry than mud,wire and slaughter You occasionally salvage an over-protective vicar who says, I don't deem anyone here would want to talk to you Related: Wings over Windermere: tall tea and horror as the Suicide Club flies again The mood of the first album goes up and down because my marriage was breaking up while I was making itA grimly matter of fact farmer recalls the 1974 Flixborough catastrophe blowing severed limbs into nearby gardensContinue reading...
Source: theguardian.com