Sunday 21st April

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BRUSSELS:
The AB, what a beautiful venue & thank you to all who came,
welcoming us back to a city that opened it’s arms to us when
we stepped out in the 90’s. Now it’s time to ride the black top
all the way to Essex with a sweet little stop off at passport
control, boy we’ll look prime as we emerge from sleep to stand
in line, shivering. It’s been a great little tour, I’m gonna miss
everyone. The crew, the band, Farao (sounded beautiful every night),
the laughs we laughed. Looking forward to London, the Union chapel,
our session on 6 Music the day before & releasing the album – but
first, the bin bags,
Ha ha ha!
Thank you sister Europe.
(K)

Saturday 20th April

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KOLN:
 
The first place I ever flew to is still magical. Pastel green
bridges span the river like memories of Tokyo, new builds line 
the shore, enormous river cruise boats tethered wait for night, 
floating palaces concealing crisp white linen table rhythms, 
yearning for dinner dancers. We stroll & photograph each other 
posing as a band outside the fabulous cathedral, entering at last 
to pay respects, open mouthed in wonder at it’s architectural 
magnificence. Triptychs spring from the dark, dripping gold & halos, 
reminding me it’s high time I returned to the paintings I promised 
& visit the rust I feel on the deep scratched steel I carry inside me. 
Two hours cruising instruments at MUSIC STORE & coffee, Newsh buys an 
acoustic then we catch a taxi to an evening of bowling alley laughter 
with my beautiful traveling companions. These people smile & laugh & hug 
& lift the soul every day then play with such passion every time we hit 
the stage I have to pinch myself to check that I’m still dreaming.
 
Tonight we play the AB in Brussels, scene of so many great memories & 
just around the corner from one’ve my favourite record stores in the 
world – don’t let me near it! ha ha ha!
 
See you tonight 
 
(K)

Friday 19th April

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HOMECOMING BERLIN:
 
Reunited with Steffan, Conny Plank’s son whom I last saw
when he was seven. We laughed & shed a tear, recalling 
a time I can barely remember as he made his documentary 
in search of the father the world knew as a legendary 
producer & later, behind the stage I discovered he’d found
Freur’s original recordings made with his father in 1982.
In exchange I have a super 8 film of the producer in action
on that week we met him his son as a boy & turned him onto 
the young Ones. 
Meanwhile, somewhere in the middle of it all a gig unfolded 
populated with enormous grins & cheers & howls that are fast 
becoming the familiar features of our new audience, or is it 
that these are in fact old friends, neglected for too long 
as the other band turned it’s focus to infrequent festival 
appearances too late & too far out’ve town. These happy people
are our family & this time I’m not going to stay away for years.
I want to come back again later this year, play & spend time
in the city of electronic dreams.
Also last night our dear friend Tony Buck from the Necks whom
was there on stage with us that night at Sydney Opera when I 
imagined Edgeland & this wonderful journey.
 
Thank you Berlin – I’ll coming back again!
 
(K)

Thursday 18th April

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WHAT AN AMAZING WELCOME!:
 
Amsterdam you excelled yourself, greeting us with such warmth & joy
we couldn’t help but laugh out loud. So good to be back where it all
began, parked up next to the Paradiso where I first came with U/W
to play the Welcome to the Future party & now we play the sister
venue, the Paradiso De Duif, such a beautiful space, a church of
magnificent beauty. You started seated, filled the place so more
seats had to be added, your smiles luminous in the dark & when 
we finished I was shocked that you rose to your feet, hands raised 
in the air in joyous celebration like I remember you always 
do, but for this new band…you were beyond my wildest dreams, 
from the bottom of my heart…..thank you Amsterdam.
 
Now we drive through the night to Berlin, the magic city of Bowie/Eno
legend…..I want to share this journey with you in the place where 
my electronic dreams were born, tell me you’re coming…& I’ll give 
you my dream.
 
(K)

Wednesday 17th April

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WAKING UP IN AMSTERDAM:
 
Great to be back in Amsterdam, scene of many happy nights,
some of which I can remember! A journey of burst tyres
missed trains & smashed windows. I rise from deep sleep to 
the howl of a singing axle waiting for something else to go 
wrong, I lay awake harmonising with the howling. Its good to 
be back on the bus though the monster bicycles of Amsterdam 
pay us no head as we try to turn off the road to park up, they
just keep coming in waves of armoured metal, they’ll cut through 
anything that gets in there way, the most fearsome machines in 
the world! Can’t wait to play for you, share my my new band with 
you at the Paradiso De Duif tonight.
 
(K)

Tuesday 16th April

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IN TWO MINDS:
 
As we climb into the tour bus leaving Essex for Sister Europe,
smiles & laughter & the thrill of expectations rendered mute by 
thoughts of friends in the beautiful city of Boston.
 
(K) 

Monday 15th April

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READY FOR EUROPE:
 
The web throbs at 4:00am talking up the wire to European friends
getting ready for our gigs in Amsterdam, Berlin, Brussels. We got
a tourbus full of soundscapes & grooves I wanna drive it round the 
world, get closer to you.
 
I haven’t slept for days, scuffing round the dark house hungry to 
be back on stage – connecting.
 
(K)

Saturday 13th April

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BACK FROM JAPAN: 
 
Flew back into the arms of Essex last night, beans on toast 
& bin bags. Japan was a blast, a joy, tears of genuine happiness
from faces in our audiences. The new band, the staging, the crew,
this team, this time is a happy thing. Lot’ve hard work, spread
the word, it’s going to be all word of mouth from here, building,
generating good vibrations from playing & meeting people again,
I love it! And if you like what’s happening here please pass it on 
this feels like early U/W – nation-to-nation-to-nation, one love.
 
(K)

Friday 12th April

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…AND BEAUTIFUL:
 
Two hours sleep before breakfast & the 8:30 lobby call
for work, but you can’t call this work. Mining is work,
working shifts in the factory is work, this is more like
tiring fun, so it’s with ragged features I step once again 
in front of the camera & answer questions that make me
think, inspire & fill me with confidence. The day concludes
with an evening at the Tower Records ‘Live’ space, giving
my first truly ‘solo’ performance, pushing on past
the way post that used to signify the furthest I was
prepared to go. Acoustic guitar – iPad – PA.
A mic, a stool & a bunch of notes for a fried memory.
People clapped & cheered & responded with such honest joy 
that I had to lough out loud, watching fear walk out the door, 
disgusted.
Thank you Japan, see you at FujiRock.
 
(K)

Thursday 11th April

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DOGBOY IN SOLO SHOW TOKYO:
 
Tonight, for the first time, since I picked up a guitar, age 7,
I’ll take to the stage alone. Never imagined this nor used to 
wish it, but there’s something about the challenge of it I 
couldn’t resist. May be madness, yet it felt natural to do it.
So – tonight, in Tower Records Shibuya, I’ll play a borrowed
Gibson through an iPad & sing, with no idea how it will sound,
but with a faith that if I do what comes natural something good
will happen & here in Tokyo is as good a place as any to step
off into the unknown. 
 
(K)