April showers, part two

There's this particular method to finding musical collaborators: you hear someone perform, you like what you hear, you give them a recording of yours, time passes, they get in touch, you collaborate. Trouble is, that method never seems to work. But just this past Saturday afternoon, at the fourth of Tony Bevan's fortnightly free-jazz matinees Help Me, I'm Melting, he asks if I'd like to join for the next session. Hot damn. So, with Bevan on saxophones, Tom Bancroft on drums and Daniel Padden on whatever he fancies that afternoon, our williwaw will be back at the Old Hairdo, playing nice, free 'n' easy with others:

HELP ME I'M MELTING No. 5
Tony Bevan, Tom Bancroft, Daniel Padden & williwaw
Saturday, 16 APRIL 2016, 2 PM
The Old Hairdressers (Gallery)
27 Renfield Lane, Glasgow

a second sunday sans sport

This Sunday evening, there is the conclusive competition in intercontinental no-touch ball. Also this Sunday evening, there is the ongoing melee between the two hands, two feet, two amps and the faeries with boots that is williwaw, applying sonic accompaniment to Viktor Turin's 1929 film Turksib at The Old Hairdressers. Please choose your weekend-ending battles wisely.

après l'effondrement, les photos

having weathered the ukelear [sic] meltdown in newcastle-upon-tyne, our comrade williwaw has found himself to be encapsulated in virtual tintypes - behold the visual pleasantries!





during the amp'd uke hijinks that sunday afternoon, the center-stage microphone appeared to be a bit of a gaffer gaff, but in these photos, it appears as though the films are speaking truth to their own power. regards to the photographer/soul-stealer, the mysterious fred pipes