Thoughts from category: fruitstock

battle of the bands

Rubber Jack

Last night was the final of our Fruitstock Talent Search. Every year we choose an unsigned band to come and play at our free festival - we've spent the last couple of months listening to all sorts of stuff, trying to whittle it down to four bands.

The Savage Jazz

After a rock'n'roll evening full of beer, crazy axe licks and some strange percussion (those things that are a bit like cowbells but make more of a woodpeckery sound), we came to decision time. Our four judges (Sarah from Observer Music Monthly, Dominic from The Times Knowledge, a nice man called Sumit [Nitin Sawhney's manager] and our very own Adam Rostom) chose a band called The Savage Jazz.

Scouting For Girls

But the people's choice was Scouting For Girls, mainly because all of the girls at innocent fancied the singer. So we did what any good, decisive business should do and fudged it - both bands will be playing at Fruitstock on the weekend of 5th-6th August.

a whole load of apples



This lunchtime's mission was to pack lots of apples into little cardboard boxes, then get them sent out to people all over the place. These apples-in-a-box are invitations to Fruitstock - we all sat together, packed up a few thousand of them and put some pretty little tags on the apples with all of the invite details. Of course, putting apples into boxes is hungry work, so there was some pizza in the garden for the weary troops afterwards. And some apples.


bad samba


After work yesterday, some of us got together for drum club. The idea is that we learn a tune on the samba drums then play it on stage at fruitstock. It was only our second practice and while we're doing OK at connecting stick with drum and making lots of noise, we're still not too hot at banging in time with each other. Our instructor, Barak, is pretty patient, but I don't think this is going to be the easiest gig he's ever had.