Showing posts with label still not my cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label still not my cat. Show all posts

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

parva doodles on XRP...

word up y'all!!

i hope the world is good with you...

unfortunately i didn't win the band vs. band feature on Gashouse Radio, which was a bit of a bummer, but i quite enjoyed listening to Only the Good and we definitely had some fun in the chat-room...

i did however pick up enough votes to get my tracks into rotation... so maximum thanks to everyone who voted bwoi!! dustin was well up for me sending some new tracks in too, so don't be surprised if you hear more fatbwoi over at http://www.gashouseradio.com 8)

'the patient' was played out on sunday night, in-between RHCP and artist of the week Boog - happy time

right about there, it got a bit freaky-deeky (in a good way)...

because at exactly the same time, it was playing out on XRP Radio too...

and i gotta give big props, love and thanks to those cats over at XRP for their constant support... they've been playing fatbwoi tracks since the release of 'Relentless', and on sunday they played out all of 'Parva Doodles'... hell yes

and dj tizzy, for one, especially seemed to dig it... dog food went down surprisingly well, there was a studio based rendition of the chorus after it had finished, and some crazy ideas for a video...

have to see how that one develops, but i'll tell you one thing for sure...

i'm keeping my clothes on this time!!

but seriously, i'm extremely happy with the way that 'parva doodles' has been recieved... there's been a lot of positive feedback across the board. i never expected it, given its roots as a studio 'doodle'...

thanks

gonna go and watch some near-naked-pleasure-future type sci-fi now, and talk to dudley (still not my cat) about that cat-fart type smell emanating from his general direction...

peace-out y'all 8)

Monday, 2 January 2012

#still_not_my_cat

i don't actually own a cat...

no really...

i used to live in a house with a lot of cats...

but since then i have pretty much always not had a cat...

its a condition that i've got quite used to living with...

so imagine my surprise on coming downstairs to find the portal to 'culture corner' closed, actually that's not the surprising bit - that happened afterwards... and upon opening said portal, being greeted with the sight of dudley (still_not_my_cat) indulgently licking his balls on my sofa...

never has a cat looked more at ease, more pampered, more relaxed...

this cat doesn't care where i'm meant to sit, oh no, he's comfortable...

and that's all that matters!

but dudley, you're STILL not my bloody cat...

you don't live here...


you don't appear to be taking over my twitter photo-stream...

see, its not just a random collection of pictures of you in my house (where you don't live) and cubase screenshots (although i have been mixing quite a bit recently... more on that later)  

and i have never dashed back in through the front door in an effort to avoid you...

sure its a testament to cat intelligence that you have now managed to associate both the front and back doors with being my house, especially seeing as its not your bloody house...

you're pretty good at playing scarf outside when its cold, i have never know a cat so ready to jump on on someone's shoulders and keep their neck warm...

but your hugs are a bit 'no-one loves me' and sub-standard - must try harder!

although at the end of the day, you're still not my cat...

and you're sitting in my seat...