Music for plays

Although I have been busy creating my empire of children recently I have written some music for a theatre group in London.

Here are some covers in Jonah style I created for Through a Glass Darkly by Rosie Fiore.

And here is a sad song I wrote for Director, Sal Fulcher’s version of Eurydice.

Some archive melarchy

It’s been a while.

Sooz moved to Canada then Australia so she is as far from us as possible, I think she got bored of wotsits and humus.

Lee Danger Cooper went back to wrestling but this time not the physical kind but the metaphysical – he’s wrestling with the problems of the day.

Jonah, from now on referred to as I, moved out of London got married and had children so his once musical fingers are mostly being used to change nappies and press 772 on the remote (CBEEBIES).

However, I have found a few archive pieces and plopped them up on my Soundcloud.

Also some more recent music I have made for more theatre productions.

New music WILL follow at some point!

Tickets for What She Will the gig!

If you have come or are coming to any of the performances of What She Will this week and fancy watching the music and some select readings to music again then tickets are now on sale for the gig we will be putting on on July 16th 2015 at the brilliant Slaughtered Lamb in Clerkenwell, London. 

Click here for tickets and here for the Slaughtered Lamb site. 

gig poster

Groovy review of a gig we did!

Hi chapalatoes and chickaroonis I am currently slobbing around in my pants, sweating and shivering in equal measure, fearing for my life more and more by each passing second. I am sure I just coughed up something vital. I have man flu, and this time it’s serious. ish. possibly.

Like the light at the end of a tunnel though, something cheers me through these dark days: A delightful website called fwdmusic reviewed the gig where we supported Karima Francis and treated our music favourably. If it pleases you then read the aforementioned review here.

For now that is all, a small boast and I’m back to bedfordshire.

I hope this is farewell and not goodbye. (cough, splutter, wheeze)

PS Click on the picture to watch a song from the gig

New EP out today!

Not only are the delicious flavours of spring and hints of summer floating through the air like sexy little sensory subtleties, but today, here at Mount Jonah; Basecamp Maddox, we are proud to launch into the unsuspecting world our new EP.

Let “Three & Four” penertrate each and every ear you people own; dance in the streets to the sounds of our dolcit tone. Move your bodies in rythmn to Sooz’s cello skills, writhe in time with Lee’s firm round bass and cover yourselves in butter to the tremble of Jonah’s banjo strings.

These are just some of the things I expect reviewers will be saying about our release……

Anyhoo, I know it’s a bit sudden but I thought I would just whack the new EP up before our gig with Karima Francis on Tues.

Four new tracks played by Lee, Sooz and I…with a bit of added drumming from Ed Downham. thanks Ed.

The EP is called Three & Four (3 friends, 4 songs) and is quite different to my debut album, it is a lot more band based, that is thanks to the excellent Sooz on cello, drums and a bit of violin, and Lee on the double bass and guitar. I still rock the guitar, banjo, harmonica and fiddle and we all sing together in a nice wholesome way.

It will be on Spotify and the like soon but for now you can get it here

http://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/three-four-ep/id510930842

Toodle bye

Little video from a Tor in Dartmoor

Hi folks.

I recently went for an adventure in Dartmoor. I used to study in Exeter and would go into Dartmoor there most weeks, I havnt been back for 7 years so I was excited to see the hills again.

I walked for 3 days and camped wherever I was when it got dark. It sounds romantic and ideal and in many ways it was but I also got ill, scared wet and cold!

This was shot on top of a Tor where i had a nap when the mist came down, not far from Widecombe-In-The-Moor.

2011 – So far

The sun is shining in the blue sky, a blackbird sings good morn and my overgrown and neurotically fenced in back ‘garden’ is partially lit up by warm rays in the north west corner.

This lucid depiction of my habitation can stand as a metaphor for my 2011 so far.

Lee, Susie and I have spent the winter months industriously toiling a new set together, testing out various band names and writing new songs and recording. (So that is the morning part of the metaphor, like the start of the year, yer?)

We played only our second gig of the year last week at Nambucca and showcased our new set. Gone are the days of forlorn silence and welcome are the days of people actually bopping along to the sounds. Yey. (this is like the blackbird singing….ish)

Although we have had quite a few months off,  in terms of gigs (like a neurotically fenced in garden) we wanted to get our new set to the point we were happy with it. Much has changed, Sooz now not only plays cello and sings but on her right foot has a kick drum and strapped to her left leg; some shakers!

(Now for the sun in the garden) So to the future? We are playing as part of the City Showcase festival on May 6th at the Eastpak shop on Carnaby street, 5pm…. Also we will have 4 new songs that will crop up masquerading as singles in the coming months, many more gigs and a tour to go with it, we’re even playing in Poland!

From camp Jonah Maddox, ergh that sound’s narcissistic, I bid you a farewell. X

Post Script –

Oh em geeee. I just ran out to my partially lit garden to scare a cat away, this cat is always there weeing and the like, and my cat, Radical, is a delicate creature and doesn’t appreciate other felines using her garden/toilet as their garden/toilet. On finding this cat aloof to my anger, standing with her back to me, carelessly disregarding my ‘tshhhhtthhh’ noises, I tapped, and i mean tapped, gently and almost tenderly tapped this brutish offender on the tail only to find it’s legs give way beneath it and the whole unit fall to the floor in fear. The, what I now realise to be, DEAF cat ran away with the upmost apologies and politeness. Guilt in-suede and lesson learned. Never creep up on a deaf cat. Someone should remove it’s ears so we all know, or maybe it needs a guide dog. That would be an amusing spectacle.

Post post script –

Who cleans up a guide dogs poo?