Today the video and digital single of Loved By You from Salim Nourallah’s A Nuclear Winter arrived as the album release comes ever closer. I co-produced with Salim and joined his great band of hot guitarist Joe Reyes, exchangeable talented drummers and bass players John Dufilho and Jason Garner with the subtle sound of Rich Martin’s keys and with Salim singing, writing, and playing acoustic rhythms. The album is out in May, this, along with the first single, Sound of Suffering, is another taster for your ears and eyes. See the article and video premiere from Glide Magazine here. Enjoy.
It was another day of sorting out the new premises and it seems we have a blue-green-gold lounge entrance, a red studio, and a lot of grey space where the records would go. Olivia has been in the back room plastering cracks in the wall, learning a trade in case the violining doesn’t work out. I’ve been plugging things in, lots of wires, setting up the stereo, the speakers, the tuner, cassette, CD player, and turntables which is pretty frustrating since we have no electricity. Even worse with a bunch of new albums to listen to.
We’ve been looking for a round table for those long knights in The Archive and the studio, somewhere to eat and sit and type. We were looking at old furniture stores and new furniture stores and not really feeling it, especially the price. Then we looked on Facebook Marketplace and found this perfect old-fashioned subtle green wooden table with gold trim, creature feet, and six matching chairs for 60€. The fellow just wanted to get rid of it all. He had a garage so packed with stuff you could barely get in there. He asked us to come to see it all first, it was just a fifteen-minute walk away, half an hour later he delivered everything. Result.
Next was the plumber recommended by luthier Jorge’s dad Fernando. It was father and son, the father must have been 90, the son full of beans, they came and Olivia did her best to understand what they were saying, the old man, a thick and ancient accent, the son, talking so fast, but we got the message across about what we needed and they are coming back tomorrow, Saturday, because…that’s the day the water is going on! The problem, no taps yet and we need to make sure that when the main spurt explodes out of the main pipe, it doesn’t also explode out of various sinks and walls.
It was a warm day in Porto and I was trying to walk in the shade as much as possible. The sun was hot and on a Good Friday the streets were mostly deserted of locals and traffic, even the tourists were very few and far between but then we were walking lots of back streets. Spring feels like it is here and the surge of tourists will grow and grow until Porto explodes and no foot of ground will be free. We will be inside with the music, only venturing out to hunt for food.
Music today has been the Strangely Strange But Oddly Normal Island Records Anthology (1967-1972). All those arty groups of the late sixties and the early seventies compiled into a three CD box set, wonderful.