***opening the cage***

today magic opens the cage. the cage is the storage space we rent that the touring machinery returns to once the tour is not touring. all the instruments, the audio hardware, the drum kits. all that shit that gets assembled and repaired and sweated on and thrown about by regional stage hands with less care for it than it’s owners. my cage has become a museum of my life. but only the one that has been on tour in the last decade. there’s a microwave in there, a selection of fancy dress outfits, about 5 boxes of the lesser selling tshirts (XXL/XS sized, unapealing designs), a fluffy snake, a selection of boomboxes, some prints of various historic portraits (hanz holbein, joshua reynolds, jacques louis david- that sort of thing) and the complete history of computerised multitrack audio playback going right back to the beginning of this millennia. not forgetting the XBOX, PS2 and rack of games in their blue promotional copy case. theres also a small motorbike (featured in the remix video for fit but you know it). the case of tequila flavored beer has been backlined by a tech

we begin rehearsals on the 10th january at a secret underground bunker in hemel hempstead. i will be at the first rehearsal bright as a button but then once the joy of reaquaintance with old collegues subsides and on the realisation that rehearsals are a tedious, noisy, dank, repetitive way to spend a cold january i will gradually move through chronic tardiness into complete absence. magic is going to be experimenting with a live looping machine called an octatrack which will make exciting stretchy noises and loud explosions. this will sound amazing in a noisy rave but not as nice for 8 straight hours on a tuesday daytime.

today i experiment with timelapse photography in the view to setting it to my UK garage mix of the spark tune i talked about last year. hopefully youstube will be blessed with it’s experimentation on the morrow