Very Seldom Naughty

Good show last weekend - or at least we more or less looked like we know what we're doing, which goes a long way.

Here's a brief rock star montage, for them of yez that missed it:









I'm off to WV tonight, and from thence to Cleveland to see Les Claypool make thumping noises and be disturbing; and after that, we're having a big rehearsal and bandthink session, so there will hopefully be more OVO-related good news here soon.

On the domestic side of things, we added four wee paddy-paws to the L-K household over the weekend. Meet Willow:



She's been having a grand time of it so far, even if it's been challenging convincing her big brother that she isn't the best squeaky toy ever.

(All photos by Miss Mita, who we are going to be missing very badly all too soon.)

I Have No Text and I Must Comment

Weird glitch with comments in the last few days: you can post 'em, but they don't register with the comment count. So if you've left one since yesterday, it really does show when you click through, even though it reads as 0 on the front page. But you probably noticed that already.

I assume this is some strangeness on the part of BackBlog that will resolve itself in due course.

Come On You Stranger, You Legend, You Martyr

Syd Barrett, dead at 60.

David Bowie, from the linked article: "His impact on my thinking was enormous. A major regret is that I never got to know him. A diamond indeed."

See also the BBC's obit.

Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their stand

A fond farewell; the world is sadder and less strange today. Wish you were here.

(Hat-tip to Antiprincess, on whose site I read the news.)

Update: Read this too. Heartbreaking and lovely.

That Space-Cadet Glow

In case anyone's still watching this space who wants to know and doesn't yet: OVO will be playing at The Cup this Saturday, and it looks like we'll be rolling out some new material. It's our first show since St. Patrick's Day, so I think this may actually count as a reunion concert of some kind. Come on out for the ren-folk proggoth love!

Girlie-Manifesto

I've been seeing a lot of references to this lately, but hadn't clicked through to watch until today (appropriately enough - not to mention we spent the afternoon watching Serenity, which has plenty of things itself to say on the subject of Independence). And can I just say:

Wow.

Damn.

And yes.