a blog from Jonquil

Wednesday, 23 February 2011

SXSW and NYC Shows:

We are making our stateside debut in a few weeks time with a string of really exciting shows. Check out our schedule below, and hopefully we'll see some of you there.

Both shows at Mercury Lounge are now sold out. Tickets for the Knitting Factory show are still available... but act quick!

SUNDAY 13th March
The Knitting Factory, Brooklyn, NY // supporting Bombay Bicycle Club
: http://www.ticketfly.com/event/21167

SATURDAY 14th March
Mercury Lounge, NYC // supporting Bombay Bicycle Club

4pm Next Stage @ Convention Centre (Acoustic)
10pm 7digital official SXSWi showcase @ British Music Embassy, 512 San Jacinto

WEDNESDAY 16th March
2:15pm Fader Fort, 1101 E5th St
TBC Eventbrite / Wild Honey Pie @ Empire Auto

THURSDAY 17th March
TBC Dovecote Showcase @ Emo's Annexe

FRIDAY 18th March
12:55pm BMA Brunch @ British Music Embassy, 512 San Jacinto
5pm Red House Pizza, 1917 Manor Rd (free show)

SATURDAY 19th March
10:00 Official SXSW showcase @ Emo's Jr

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

\\\\\NEW SONG/////

We have uploaded a new song / demo to the myspace player player. Have a listen, tell what you think: http://www.myspace.com/jonquiluk

In other news, we have an awesome show lined up for this friday in London at the Lexington. JONQUIL with support from Brooklyn's Air Waves and London's Horse and Condor with Foals DJ set afterwards.

Tickets here: http://www.ticketweb.co.uk/user/?region=gb_london&query=detail&event=365877&interface=

Monday, 14 December 2009

Dear Santa...

Please can I have one of these in my stocking please:

oooh, and one of these dutch beauties please

...ok, one more... 'this isn't just a synthesizer, oh no, its a rocker-launcher'

merry christmas/

Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Christmas recording…

So, Hugo summed the mood up rather triumphantly a few days back; turning to me he proudly stated “as of this weekend I’m feeling pretty fucking festive”. Yes. The one problem being that all of our songs currently sound like UV rays fucking with your chance of a happy retirement. You don’t care though because you’re a beach bum with sand in you eyes and if we can wash it out with some sonic summer you ain’t really going to complain are you?

Our house is currently decorated with some super kitsch decorations, most notably a springy-legged reindeer with a mysterious off white stain on his armpits. I also missed my school’s nativity performance last night to spend four more merry hours tracking drums. So yeah, “pretty fucking festive”.

Last night Jody frustratingly wrestled with a dodgy connection to his amp for ages. Then when he’d finished tracking for a song realised that his guitar is also chronically out of tune with Robin’s due to screwed intonation or something. I don’t really know as I steer clear of all that ‘notes’ and ‘melody’ bullshit. But still, even I could tell there was a problem. So he’s spending tonight fixing the issue the best he can. Probably with one of those mini screw drivers that all dedicated guitarists seem to own…ever seen one? Real cute. Sorry.

Anyway, we’ll also be doing some press shots soon and are considering band-funding a joint trip to the tanning salon; just to make sure that we look in keeping with the whole UV sonic summer shit. Sunbed-chic. Oh yeah.



Monday, 30 November 2009

Back on it...

Hey all,

So, no posts for a while, I’m sorry, however that is all about to change…we’re back in the studio now and that’s just the way we like it. I’ve seemed to develop the ability to record my drum parts in only a few takes for each song, and considering I barely play them properly live it’s quite the personal achievement. Anyway, it gives me the time to update the rest of you with a bit more about what we’re up to...

The reality of the situation is that Hugo will probably just ‘drummergog’ (is that how its spelt?) all of my parts anyway, so he doesn’t give a shit and just tells me its all sounding good even if its not. For those that don’t know or care; it’s a computer programme that replaces the live drum hits with samples…..I now spend my nights vigorously searching the internet for a ‘Vocal-gog’ that I can helpfully suggest we use on his voice whenever he’s about to replace the sound of my bass drum with a sample of a tarantula defecating or whatever, see how he likes it. Sorry, I get defensive when my form of artistic expression, that is; hitting stuff, is under threat of computerised improvement. I never use the self service machines at supermarkets for example…I bet Hugo loves them though.

Anyway, we’ve recorded another four songs with two nearly done completely and the other two are well on their way. Two of them will give the impression that we’ve all recently been on a Surfing holiday, another is basically a classic sounding Disco/funk track and the other one is laced with some phat (sic) copycat trumpet drones over the outro. A little something for everyone perhaps; but particularly those of you that have a valid reason for buying that surfboard sex-wax stuff. What do modern day surfers listen to anyway? Is there a water resistant i-pod? Can sex-wax have other uses? Surely nominative determinism must have caused a few doctors appointments to be made in the past…

Anyway, Ben got stoned...

...and then drew these on our control room wall:

Hugo has become a bit of a hero at using Pro-tools and we’ve all looked at the screen so much that it’s actually caused heated debate as to how good the retro aesthetics of Hugo’s choice of windows desktop options actually are. We’ve also had our good friend Andy Halford (from Great Eskimo Hoax) help with mic-placement and much more…

...although from his five days with us in the basement the main thing I can remember is his story of taking Viagra and watching a sheep’s head explode. Not sure why he had to be sexually competent whilst watching such a thing; but he is from the Midlands and perhaps I’m a little na├»ve.

We decided to take a night off at the weekend and break into loads of Oxford Uni college bars. We played beer pong with the American Society at Exeter, darts At Herford College, crashed a formal ball at New College wearing ripped jeans and trainers and joined the very drunk idiots of the football 1st team at Magdalene college bar before re-entering reality and wishing we had all gone to Uni in what resembles medieval utopia. I then realised the 60’s architecture of Sussex Uni was more than satisfactory considering back to that football team at Magdalene standing on tables endlessly chanting some victory song. Im sure its not all like that.

Anyway, back to the basement it is. Sam’s doing some bass takes now; sounds sweet. I’ll be posting much more regularly from now on, so check back in with us soon.


Tuesday, 29 September 2009

Back from tour...

Hey all,

So it seems we’re back from tour. Despite having spent a ridiculous amount of time together yesterday saw us all just meet up again for no particular reason other than to share a few drinks. How cute:

Personally, I had a slightly less confortable return home as I arrived back after our 12hour journey to find that 3 of the members of Foals had left a 6-foot bath sitting in the middle of my bedroom. good one. ive already planned my revenge; it involves some bricks, some cement and a wasps nest. see yer laterz jimmy...

Anyway, tour was great; I think the best yet. We visited some amazing places, ate some great food and made a whole bunch of new friends. Most of the shows were busy and really fun so thank you to everyone to came to see us. Sickly isn’t it.

Hugo displayed particular heroics throughout by successfully playing 14 shows without us having finalised lyrics for many of the songs. We call it “yogurting”, and Hugo is now a master. Well, except for the occasional Freudian slip that was bellowed out to a few crowds, the details of which I won’t mention. He also wore a full length wizard outfit on some nights and is now considered to be quite the enigma in certain parts of Eastern Europe. Waving his drumstick wand at audience members before unleashing its power all over a cowbell during some lengthy percussion breakdowns seems to have confirmed his mysticism and was certainly enjoyable to watch from behind my drum kit. Between this, Jody’s ever increasing onstage wanderings, my brand new 2Pac T-shirt and Sam excitedly inviting the audiences to “have a pop” on our new material it seems we’ve made a little Jonquil-shaped dent in the European consciousness.

On top of this we are all now experts on Polish history and have learnt that most of what we were taught in English schools about the Second World War was complete bullshit. Or at least that whole sense of Allied heroics that in actual fact just left a country as amazing as Poland to rot under Soviet rule. Anyway, our driver Dawid was quite a prophet and we all thank him for helping us out so much. Believe me, he preaches the truth:

As mentioned before Sam has a problem with nature. In his case its known as "Bark-Psychosis". Here is a video docuementing the infliction with regard to a German tree. deal with it:

Ben’s attempts to send the rest of us insane with a continual barrage of ever evolving in-jokes almost worked; Jody, being particularly affected, sort refuge in a stolen pillow from ‘The People’s Hotel of Galileo' that now has his profile permanently imprinted in it. A bit like the Turin Shroud but more Welsh. If Ben attempts to say anything along the lines of “Museum breath”, “Paul Pots” or “meeting a bear that shits itself” to you then edge slowly away from him, keeping the image of that evil psychiatrist from the new batman films firmly in mind.

anyway, some photos have been salvaged from the wreckage of my personal belongings and the rest will be posted shortly. For now though enjoy this last little video taken all the way back on the first day in Lille. One day tweak. oh my god.

Im off now to put the finishing touches to the herb garden that we've made out of the bath that appeared in my bedroom. Those wasps are angry Jimmy. real angry.

speak soon,

Friday, 25 September 2009

taken in brno two nights ago