Monday, 20 December 2010

**Um-Kat**



Damn Damn and more Damn its cold…

So cold that it froze the De-Icer I used on the car this morning, so cold that our pipes at home froze and the heating went off, so cold that…..you get the picture, its cold.

But it’s not cold enough to stop Mabel Love going to ‘the room’ to record a new track. We have been holed up in sub zero temperatures at our practice room along with an ex paratrooper Waynne producing and recording a new track. To give you a little insight to the temperature of our space, upon leaving our room you are met with a gust of warmer air, a little like when you step of the plane in Tenerife. Anyway enough whining, the new track is entitled ‘Breaking it all’ and is a reaction of certain modern issues that currently surround us, don’t worry I haven’t gone all political, just needed to get somethings of my chest. The track is going back south to Waynne’s studio after our final 2010 gig tonight at Soyo and should be mixed by some date this side of 2011. Fingers crossed we will be able to put these tracks up on myspace and the blog so keep your eyes peeled. We do have a whole batch of new material recorded but due to certain restraints we cannot let you listen yet, but we have a plan…we are going to demo the new tracks up on our own so you lovely people can have a listen.

2011 is going to be a busier year for us and you will see and hear more from us.

So final gig tonight at SOYO, new track before 2011 and then onwards and upwards, we hope, from there.

Cheers

R x

…ML…

Monday, 29 November 2010

Wednesday, 10 November 2010

Tuesday, 9 November 2010

Friday, 5 November 2010

Thursday, 4 November 2010

Wednesday, 3 November 2010

!! HIT IT !!

....Mabel Love - 'Doing it'....


We are pleased to announce that we will be back on the road in November.

A string of gigs have been put together through November and December months and we are looking forward to airing the new set to as many of you lot before we hibernate for the 'festive' period. Along with the band shows, Me and Dan will be playing an acoustic session in a local mining village pub, The Rose and Crown - Creswell. This is to help my old man out with a gig he has arranged there. Please see below dates:

13th November: Rose and Crown - Creswell (Acoustic set)
16th November: Club fandango - Bull & Gate - London town
19th November: The Other Rooms - Newcastle
4th December: Kazimier - Liverpool
10th December: Mad Ferret - Preston
20th December: Soyo - Sheffield **Secret Headliner tba**


All the best.

Mr Rice

..ML..

Thursday, 28 October 2010

"Daily Life#1"



...My thoughts exactly...

I have a growing affection for the good old fashioned English bus, this morning I was hung over after a friends birthday party and was not looking forward to my day in the office. My daily gloom was slightly lifted when the bus pulled up to let on a certain gent who announced to the bus driver 'Ive not got my sandwiches today which I find rather strange' he then openly questioned the bus 'Have you been to me mothers today?'. Not finished there he proceeded to mimic a crow by squawking for the remainder of my bus journey. Subsequently my task of getting through work seems easier. Well it would be if people in my office stopped getting excited about effing Halloween...we have pumpkins, banners and string hung skeletons everywhere!!

On a totally unrelated matter I have come to notice that when some people go to the gym and use the treadmill, they walk slower than they do normally.

On the band front, we are waiting for our 3 new tracks to be mixed, the producer has been knocked for six by an ear infection and we should have them back this weekend. Hopefully we will soon be able to air them for your listening pleasure.

Mabel Love will be announcing our gigs very shortly. Myself and chip pan Dan are starting rehearsing this weekend for an upcoming acoustic session. We shall be supporting my dad's band at the mighty Rose and Crown ale house in Creswell.

That is all....

Regards.

Mr Rice

...ML...

Thursday, 21 October 2010

**Studio - day 2**

2 tracks down and ready to start crafting final versions...

It is possible that an unbelievable dose of premature cabin fever has swept the band...!!

...ML...
p.s George is clearly immune...

Wednesday, 20 October 2010

**Studio**

Mabel Love have not disappeared we have simply recamped in a northern recording studio until Sunday.

Aim is 3 new tracks and come back with our kidneys still intact.

Updates daily.

Speak soon.

...ML...

Wednesday, 6 October 2010

**Our Little Trip - Lexington**

So we have finished the Violens mini UK tour and we would like to thank everyone for coming to the gigs. The tour has definately set the band up for the writing and recording over next few months.

Tour consisted of

London - Lexington
Sheffield - Forum
Manchester - Ruby Lounge
Leeds - Cockpit 3

Here's a run down of events in 'The Big Smoke'

2.50pm taxi arrives to pick me up from work and take me to the Train station or Dr's as I had told work. Train arrives swiftly and me Our Manager and Sheriff (Mark Bull) the photographer/visual diarist were on our way to London. Managed to blag ourselves 3 seats together although I had to endure Ohara blasting out various cheesy pop classics on his Ipod, usually would have been acceptable but I was trying to get 40 winks.

Land in London, brisk walk to The Lexington.

The London crowd was great and Violens played there best set of tour for me, great band with a singer who possesses a great voice. Check out my favourite track of there's - It couldn't be perceived.

Our show went very well and included a couple of new tracks including one that is so new that has neither a title or completed lyrics, Que panic and ad lib central from me. To be fair the new track got the biggest reception of our set which was very satisfying for the band. I enjoyed the gig but as noted on the night I could have done with a Tom Selik tashe to soften the electric shocks I was constantly greeted with upon singing. So gig goes well, all ready to pack up when we hear a smash.....

Turns out some poor old chap was driving along the road at side of venue, passed out at wheel and veered off the road crashing into a tree. He was an off duty policeman and didn't have a clue what had happened to him. Car was a mess but he looked ok, Mabel Love send there best.

Drama over but we still had the thankless task of the drive up the M1, it is here I would like to thank Dan 'The man' Whitehouse who is not only our very own Gilmour on guitar but also took the task of driving the band back to our home town in THE BONGO.

Mazda Bongo Friendee



Obviously we took the hood down to aid with aero dynamics but yes kids this is how Mabel Love travel, in style. This wagon has taken us all over the place and has been the sense of much laughter with the band sleeping in this in numerous cities across the UK. So after 4 hours including the usual couple of urine stops we were back safe and sound. Sheriff got some great footage of the night, which will be aired soon, including some rather eerie footage of me fast asleep in back of van lying motionless, car lights intermittently lighting up my fizzog, this is probably only eerie for me as I was the one asleep and the thought of someone watching me is rather creepy. Anyway, I got in at 4am, work the next morning at 10, lovely jubely.

In short, train drive, top gig, electrocuted, copper crashes, Dan's a legend, bed for 4, work, gutted.

The next gig to report is Sheffield. I'll post a summery tomorrow of that.

Mr Rice x

...ML...

Monday, 20 September 2010

~~The Rocket~~



Were would the sport of snooker be without the mercurial Ronnie 'The Rocket' O'Sullivan?

Considered as the most naturally talented player in the history of the sport and many fellow pears rate him as the greatest ever. He is the showman of the sport and his temperamental streak makes him the biggest draw of the game.

Previous stories of O'Sullivan, who is right-handed but can play to a high standard with his left hand, include displaying his left-handed ability in the 1996 World Championship against Alain Robidoux, the Canadian accused him of disrespect. O'Sullivan responded that he played better with his left hand than Robidoux could with his right. O'Sullivan was summoned to a disciplinary hearing in response to Robidoux's formal complaint, where he had to prove that he could play to a high level with his left hand. He played three frames of snooker against former world championship runner-up Rex Williams, winning all three. The charge of bringing the game into disrepute was subsequently dropped. Genius.

Earlier today Ronnie passed Steven Hendry's record of 9 maximum 147 breaks by notching up his 10th at the World Open in Glasgow. In typical O'Sullivan fashion this wasn't just any 147 break, after potting the first red and black in frame three O'Sullivan halted proceedings to ask what the prize for a 147 was!! He was eventually told there was no additional purse and only a £4,000 sum for the highest break.

He potted some outstanding balls in his maximum, achieved in barely 10 minutes - even with the delay when researching about the 147 prize - but shook hands with King after disposing of the pink.

Referee Jan Verhaas persuaded O'Sullivan to finish the break and he duly slammed in the black in nonchalant fashion.

"I wasn't going to pot the black to be honest with you because I asked the ref and was told there was no break prize for a 147," O'Sullivan admitted to the BBC.

Im no snooker expert but from watching the following footage it is clear to see that the man is a genius.

See the video here -

Keep smilling.

Mr Rice

..ML..

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

"Mistakes-Mistakes"

....Mr Harshbarger...


Afternoon,

Just read the following story on the MSN website.

Title reads: 'Wife mistook husband for bear'

Interesting I thought...

"An American woman who says she shot and killed her husband because she thought he was a bear has gone on trial in Canada.

Mary Beth Harshbarger became hysterical after the shooting, hunting guide Lambert Greene told the court told the trial in Grand Falls-Windsor, Newfoundland.

Mrs Harshbarger told authorities that she mistook her 42-year-old husband for a bear while the two were hunting in Newfoundland in 2006. She has pleaded not guilty"

What???

My theory on the story is that the lady in question thought it to be wizardly ironic to use the same excuse her husband had given her upon catching him sleeping with her sister. 'Sorry love I thought it was you'.

Unbelievable.

Mr Rice x

...ML...

Monday, 13 September 2010

Playlist

I have recently compiled some tracks onto CD format for my band members to have a listen to.

I thought id list the tracks so you can have a listen to any that take your fancy.

Its entitled - Post Punk 'ish'

1. The Cure - A Forest
2. The Teardrop Explodes - The Culture Bunker
3. The Sound - Longest Days
4. Television - Venus
5. Television - Marquee Moon
6. Pixies - Debaser
7. Depeche Mode - Personal Jesus
8. The Sound - Winning
9. Artery - Into the Garden
10. The Wild Swans - The Revolutionary Spirit
11. The Sound - Winter
12. Magazine - Song from under the floorboards

I have been informed that you can get most of the tracks via spotify. You cannot get The Sound or Wild Swans as they are both uncleared, shame. I strongly recommend that you get hold of any tracks by The Sound, who are often quoted as THE underrated band of the 80's, and have unfortunately been placed in the category marked 'Deserved Better'.

All the best

Mr Rice x

...ML...

Thursday, 2 September 2010

Salad Cream Sir??






Yesss....

It appears I have found another fan of British culinary stalwarts. Previously I have published a blog on Corned Beef and today I have discovered a full page article on 'Salad Cream'. Felicity Cloake has written this smashing piece in today's Daily mail. Allow me to summerise and offer my thoughts on the matter.

First a little back ground.

Salad Cream - Info from Heinz.com

Ingredients
Spirit Vinegar, Water, Vegetable Oil (22%), Sugar, Egg Yolks (2%), Modified Cornflour, Salt, Lemon Juice from Concentrate, Mustard, Black Pepper, Thickeners - Guar Gum and Xanthan Gum, Lemon Extract, Colour - Riboflavin

Instructions
Unscrew cap. Remove foil seal.
Shake before use.

Storage Information
After opening refrigerate and eat within 4 weeks and by Best Before End date.

Varieties

Salad Cream, Light Salad Cream, EXTRA light salad cream, Salad Cream limited edition


On with highlights from the article.

According to Mr George Orwell in 1940 'Britain is the most class-ridden nation under the sun', I can believe that being somewhat of a 'scrubber-snob' myself but what I didn't realise the extent of how accurately your social status can be judged by the contents of your shopping basket. According to anthropologist Kate Fox, prawn cocktail, pasta salad, tinned fruit and salad cream all carry invisible warnings of lower-class associations!! The cheek I love a bit of prawn cocktail, mind you I cant stand the other 3 so maybe she has a point, jesting. It seems Mr Heinz has become savvy to this lower class association and has launched the all new fancy lemon and black pepper version, this new creation has been marketed as the condiment to unify the world, crossing social barriers and uniting us all in a Salad Cream loving heaven. Or it could just raise sales a little.

Salad Cream was actually the first product developed by Heinz specifically for the UK market taking 8 years to perfect and finally appearing in our shops in 1914. It quickly became the stalwart accompaniment for the British garden salad but it wasn't until World War II that it really came into its own. With Tomato ketchup off the menu the trusty salad cream was there to lend an edge to the dull snap that was available.

Apparently our nation consumes 14,200 tonnes of salad cream every year, with East Anglians being the biggest fans. Also worth noting that is has now gone global and is available in the US and boomerang country. The current lust for salad cream has not always been apparent as the country turns to continental alternatives, vinaigrette and mayonnaise, Heinz considered scrapping its salad cream. This news was met with widespread hysteria, riots and mass destruction of the aforementioned sauces and Heinz thankfully re considered there decision and kept the production line going. Phew.

So there we go, despite being described by cookery writers as 'one of the major culinary disasters of this country', being constantly under threat from continental alternatives the uniquely British Salad Cream is here to stay. You never know the posh folk might even take to it. Personally id take Mayonnaise every time.

Keep smiling.

Mr Rice

...ML...

Wednesday, 25 August 2010

"South-Who?"



'The Saints' have some decent moments as a football club.

- The 3-1 defeat of Man U which lead to the burning of the 95/96 3rd strip.

- Le Tiss bewildering talent, even if he did look like a builder.

- Double D's 'Dodd and Delap!?'

It seems now that these moments seemingly, much to the delight of Pompey fans, have dried up. Not only is the club is now in the 3rd tier of football, after enjoying Premier League status for many a year, they have now seemingly been momentarily stripped of there precious team name. The team that was known as 'Southampton' or 'The Saints' are now being referred to by The Sun as 'South Coast Club'.

This recent change in title has been brought upon due to a ban being introduced on any newspaper photographers taking snaps within the ground. The Sun is obviously p*ssed off at this decision; see below for the Suns official statement.

'Once again, we apologise for not naming a once-proud club in this match report. This is entirely because the man running the club, Nicola Clotese, has decided to insult his sponsors and fans by banning all newspaper photographers from taking pictures inside St.Mary's.'

Bad times indeed.

Ey, I'm not gloating, I support Sheff U for my sins but at least we can retain our club name.

All the best.

Mr Rice x

...ML...

Friday, 20 August 2010

*Violens Tour Support*



No its not what you think or might want, we haven't yet managed to rope in Vanessa Mae, or any other Violinist for that matter, to join us on stage and go all Echo and the Bunnymen 'Ocean Rain' on you. Trust me we are working on it.

Instead as the header suggest we are announcing our first tour support with fellow Supervision Trust band, The Violens.

Brief info on the chaps...

The Violens claim influences as divergent as 60s psyche-pop, thrash, and Miami freestyle. Their music channels the stylish sophistication of Roxy Music, and the no wave roar of early Sonic Youth, synthesizing the surreal visuals of Stanley Kubrick and Nobuhiko Obayashi. The New York based 3-piece will release their highly anticipated debut album 'Amoral' November 2nd, on Friendly Fire Recordings and their own imprint Static Recital. Having just finished their tour with MGMT in the US, Violens are due to complete a small tour of the UK, with Mabel Love for company, and then join some band called 'The Drums' ;) as special guests in November.

For free tracks visit www.violens.net

Tour Dates:

Wednesday 29th September – The Lexington, London
Thursday 30th September – The Forum, Sheffield
Friday 1st October – Lost & Found @ Ruby Lounge,
Manchester Saturday 2nd October – Cockpit 3, Leeds


I hope you agree he above sounds very interesting and we are thoroughly looking forward to getting to know the Violens and get back on the road doing what we do best, making some noise.

Further more on the Mabel Love frontier, the Myspace has had a face lift and we are due to pop a few new pics on there for good measure. As mentioned previously the new tracks are getting closer to being finished and plans are being drawn up to get these recorded and posted for your aural pleasure.

Keep your eyes peeled for further ramblings, I have made a startling discovery involving 80's warblers, Hue and Cry.

Keep smiling.

Mr Rice x

...ML...

Wednesday, 18 August 2010

-Instruments a ready-

'Rexkwondo'



I am glad to announce we are going to be back on the road soon.

We have a couple of dates booked in and we are looking to hopefully announce more in the very near future with even talk of us venturing to the Capitol again.

..Gigs..

September 4th - Supporting 'The Like' @ The Plug, Sheffield.

The Like are an alternative 'rock' band from LA. They have recently completed a US tour with fellow Sheffielders, Artic Monkeys. Very 60's sheek and I'm sure if you check there website you can see why they have admirers, terwit-terwoo indeed.

September 17th - Playing with 'Dead Sons' @ Mad Ferrett, Preston.


Former Milburn guitarist, come Backhanded Compliments singer/guitarist and now Dead Sons singer/pianist. Very talented boy and thoroughly nice chap. Loud Bunch.

Shhtop....

Enough of the bands we are playing with, lets be honest we aren't here to promote them are we? I jest. We have recently completed four new tracks and we presume a couple will be sneaking into the soon to be re-jigged set, we have it on good authority that people are going to greet the new noise with a raise of the eyebrows(there words not ours). Rather interestingly for us there has been a slight change in song writing angle in one trace, a definate nod to the 'new york scene' (think Television/Talking Heads-ish) with a track with working title 'Appel Juice'.

Keeping with the New York scene I would urge you to check out Mr Lou Reeds performance of 'Perfect Day' on Jools Holland. It is complete with Antony Hegarty and a geezer doing what looks like Rexkwondo. An amazing rendition of a beautiful song.

See for yourselves - CLICK HERE

More gigs to be released soon.

All the best.

Mr Rice

...ML...

x

Wednesday, 4 August 2010

"Whats new?"




Hello strangers,

Sorry Ive been away been learning the above. Very time consuming activity.

Actually we have been rather busy over recent months. I went off on me Jolly's to Cancelada, Spain for a week to sample the local cuisine and chill out a little, I even got a bit of a tan. Then it was back into the frying pan with the Tramlines festival, bit of a rush as I landed in UK at 5pm, had to drive home, have a shower, practise and then gig. Its safe to say I was shattered and went straight home after gig thus missing our gaffer and event organiser 'Mr Ohara' dancing on The Bowery bar complete with bottle of champagne, I shudder at the thought. So unfortunately for the second year running I again missed the whole of the Tramlines Festival including my personal favourites Echo and the Bunnymen. The only silver lining was getting to meet Ian 'Mac the mouth' Mcculloch in person and having a good old natter with him, we struck up a bit of rapport over the extortionate price of beer in Port Banus and generally put the world to rights for a brief period. Nice to meet a hero of mine and him not disappoint. I have been well informed by the lads that the Festival was a success and a massive improvement on last year, the city had a great vibe in the few hours I was around. Our gig was packed out and I would like to offer my apologise and thanks for the people who stuck around to watch us even though we were over an hour late going on a Sunday night. We will re-pay your faith.

Since the gig our stick smith 'Dazzler' has sodded off on his holidays this time to Rhodes, Greece and there is rumour that he might even come back with a bit of colour. Surely not. So with Dave away the other three of us have been cracking on finishing a new song. Its been a different process for us as we have constructed the song from the beat upwards and we are definately lacking the special feel our drummer gives us but it sounds very promising, usually we jam out tracks in 'the room' but this new style of writing is a very interesting prospect for the band. We will be hopefully playing this new track out live in next few months when we are back on road, we have recently booked a gig in September with, good friends and fellow Sheffielders, The Dead Sons in Preston and more dates are to be confirmed shortly.

Keep an eye on the sites and an ear to the ground for updates, new tracks to be shown soon. There is exciting times afoot so be patient with us.

I'll be back in next couple of days with some of my usual useless tat.

Speak soon.

On behalf of Mabel Love.

Mr Rice x

Friday, 9 July 2010

"Words"



Instead of rambling nonsense I thought I would share some lyrics with you from a reworked and recently finished song called 'Kisses'.

I'm not the most literate of people as you can probably tell from previous blog posts but I do work hard at them and im usually proud/happy with the results.

Anyway see what you think, the subject matter is not as macabre as you may think.

Kisses.

As we enter the darkest hours of the day,
The black pavement how it shifts and sways,
Bad luck sent swooping deep to the fields,
And the howling wind, it pricks our ears.

A brooding shadow they've tampered with the light shades,
The cats they giggle, I conceive they've misbehaved,
Fighting the instinct to reverse and make sharp haste,
Keep a lid on it, keep a lid on it were moving with the brave.

Its the end of the battle and the night has won,
Too many times do we rely on the sun?
Oh your focus how it shifts to the moon,
And the fountain of sharp rain it breaks in to tune,

Embrace the cool clean air, it kisses your neck I swear
Embrace the cool clean air, it kisses your neck I swear
Embrace the cool clean air, it kisses your neck I swear
Embrace the cool clean air, it kisses your neck I swear

As we enter the darkest hours of the day,
Oh you pray for dawn and its safe to say,
That your focus it shifts to the moon,
And the end of the nightmare is upon you soon.


Regards

Mr Rice x

...ML...

Monday, 5 July 2010

**Pay Back**

A gull giving it the old - 'Wat dah lookin at?'



This weekend I spent a couple of splendid days in Scarborough, a little seaside town in North Yorkshire, the aim of the trip was to visit my two little brothers who were holidaying there. The good weather and masses of arcades ensured a good time was had by all and brought back fond memories of previous trips to the seaside. But whilst exploring these memories I stumbled upon somewhat lesser enjoyable memory which renewed my disdain for a certain species of bird - The Seagull.

I hate seagulls, not for there cock sure swagger which I am actually jelous of but because of a scenario that unfolded 10 years plus ago. I was on my annual St Ives holiday trip with my grand parents, auntie, cousin and my wind up specialist uncle whose sole purpose of the holiday was to get me going, he actually still speaks of the story I am going to tell you.

Im on the beach, its red hot and ive been playing footie for god knows how long and decide I need a rest and an ice cream. I trot off to the ice cream man to pick up a white magnum, which incidently is the god of ice creams. Anyway, i pay my money and head back to our spot on the beach, once there i slowly remove the wrapper and carefully take my first bite into the icecream trying desperately to only remove the white choclate thus leaving the ice cream until last. (Other ice cream lovers may be familier with this strange ritual) So ive completed stage one of the magnum eating manual and im about to move to phase two when rather disturbingly my ice cream disapears!! No need to panic I think, there can be only one culprit, uncle rob the wind up merchant, but upon turning to face him i become very puzzled, yes he's sporting that famous grin but he has nothing in his hands, in fact nobody has anything in there hands, including me. It so transpires that the opertunist beast which is the Seagull had swooped down and stolen my barely touched £1 ice cream out of my very hands, the worse part of it was I couldnt do a bleeding thing about it!!

Ive never forgiven the race of seagulls from that moment and would like to bring a recent news paper article to your attention...

The metro has reported of a Energy Saving wind turbine which is attached to Southwell Community School in Protland, Dorset. The turbine is 30ft high, cost £20k, rotates at 135mph and more importantly has killed 14 seagulls in the past 6 months. The school was told by manufacturers that there could be one fatality a year but it seams this wind turbine has developed a thirst. The turbine has since been switched off and they are looking to get rid. With this in mind I am encouraging people to donate any spare cash they have to my wind turbine fund so I can restart the blades.

Keep smilling.

Mr Rice.

...ML...

Thursday, 1 July 2010

Dropping a......Clanger




So you work hard to gain the respectable post of Lord Mayor in your beloved town. This brings many perks, a chain that 50 cent would be jealous of, nice robe, daft hat and nice little cushy day job. Yeah you might have to attend the odd meeting and shake a few hands but life as Lord Mayor is pretty much plain sailing.

Well it is unless your name is Colin Hall, Lord Mayor of 'Hey-day-Emile Heskey land' - Leicester. Yesterday poor old Colin had the tedious task of attending the Global Education function at Southfields library, after being subjected to a couple hours of verbal tosh about education Mr Hall then got to his feet to give a vote of thanks. It was at this precise moment that Colin's trousers came loose and plunged to his ankle's, Nicholas Bendtner stylee. Bad times. To make things worse the whole library was full of school children, Mr Hall must have been bricking it at the thought of the headlines, thank god for killer foxes!!

A spokesman for Mr Hall has since said: "The lord mayor has offered his deepest apologies to those attending the event for any offence caused by the accident."

Mr Hall has blamed two important factors, him having no belt and that he is currently aiming to lose 3 stone by walking to civic events.

I think that this was actually a failed attempt to try and get down with the kids by emulating the fashion traits of rap stars such as Eminem, 2pac and Biggie.

Keep smiling.

Mr Rice. x

...ML...

Friday, 25 June 2010

Bless the Blasko



Roughly two nights ago I was flicking through the music channels on the box and stumbled upon something rather peculiar. Firstly a track I hadn't heard before and secondly a track which sounded rather splendid.

The track in question was 'All I want' by Australian singer songwriter Sarah Blasko. The song centers around Blasko's hauntingly beautiful voice, a minimal yet effective drum beat and atmospheric string section, but what really makes it such a great song is her lyrical content. I interpret her meaning to be of her not understanding why she doesn't want to or cannot be with another. Her third verse sums up the mood:

No-one wants to be lonely,
But what am I to do,
I'm just trying to be honest,
I don't want to hurt you too,
When I'll be there I'll be there,
I know I sound confused.....But all I want.


I have now downloaded half the album (I was intending to download the lot but my abysmally slow computer and my short fuse meant I didn't) and I am looking forward to hearing the rest. I will drop a post on here as to if the rest of the album matches up. Any one interested in watching her up north, she is playing Manchester at 'The Deaf Institute' on the 21st November 2010.

Here's a link to her myspace - www.myspace.com/sarahblasko

Regards

Mr Rice.

...ML...

Tuesday, 22 June 2010

Glasto Dan







Our axe man - Chip pan dan has gone to glastonbury for the week, unfortunately he has not gone to appear on the pyramid stage (thats next year), he has instead gone with his 'current' employees cow.

He has sent us a couple of pics from the first day and he ensures he is having a top banana of a time. If you are knocking about please pop along and give our dan a hola. He will be in the vintage clothing haven 'cow' tent.

Also pop along and see our mates and fellow northerners 'The Heebie Jeebies'. They must be the ultimate festival band...Enjoyment on tap...

Regards.

...ML...

Wednesday, 16 June 2010

''Licensed to Drill''


Howdy,



Sorry for lack of action. We have been busy recently recording and going on stag do's, a few blogs will follow shortly about recording, scotland and badgers drunk on berries.

Anyway little bit of shameless plugging.

Our 1st 'proper' release is now out and available to purchase.

The "Licensed to Drill" compilation ep containing the brooding and first draft 'Misunderstood#1'. The reason for the #1 is because upon hearing feeebback from a Manc legend, not cantona (unfortunately) said he could hear a different version of track that would end 'as big as f**k'.

Anyway here is the link to the track.

http://www.fiercepanda.co.uk/shop.php?release=414

Enjoy.

...ML...

Thursday, 3 June 2010

My Brother Ian



If you are lucky enough to live in and around the small Rotherham town called Swinton, you will have heard that "B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word". My brother Ian (also known as the big bird by many) is Mabel Love's number 1 van driver,and by his words, the number 1 van driver in the country, if not the world.

Ian Whitehouse is the brother of Mabel love guitarist and general nice chap Dan Whitehouse and he has driven us to many a gig. We would like to share a few of his classic momments with you.

Bathgate 2009.

Its the first Scotland tour and more importantly the first delve into Bathgate. There is apprehension, there is nerves and there is a whacking stick!! So we roll up into Bathgate and call the number we have been given to make the rendezvous with the man simply named 'Michael'. So the manager calls the number and after a few minutes of speaking into his phone he turns to us somewhat bewildered and says 'I don't have a f*ckin clue what he just said' next thing a mass of arms and legs burst out of the pub door and we are greeted by the wiry, curly haired, bandanna wearing Scotsman.

After loading our gear to the upstairs room of the pub, we have a quick sound check and settle in a nice corner. It becomes very apparent that this mad Scotsman is actually a jolly nice chap and starts barraging us with drinks. Well Ian Whitehouse our ever professional driver is not drinking tonight and politely refuses an alchohlic beverage, it seams that Michael doesn't understand this concept of not drinking and proceeds to animatedly ask Ian why. Well the one way conversation goes on for about 5-10 minutes and Ian's face becomes ever more confused and results in Ian who hasn't got the foggiest idea what this fella has said, simply extending a hand and stating 'I'm Ian'. Much laughter followed I can assure you.

So the gig goes great and we become more and more intoxicated and dodgy dancing develops. 4am comes along and Ian calls a halt on proceedings, not the manager I might add, he was as pissed as the band. So we load gear back in van and are happily are saying our good bye's when we hear Ian shout "Chuffin hell Dan there's a smoke bomb in the bus" Dan the protective brother swings round in an instant to see Ian volley the smoke bomb out of the bus Marco Van Basten stylee. He then sits behind the wheel cool as a cucumber and shouts "Its alreyt av sorted it"

Ian Whitehouse 1 : Bathgate smoke bombers 0
(BTW, That is not an invite for a replay)

St Georges Day 2010.

Ian Whitehouse is proud Englishman, he loves both English Breakfasts and the national british sports cricket and soccer in equal measures.

So instead of jumping on the band wagon of celebrating St Paddy's day, Ian instead opts for booking a day of work with the sole intention of rejoicing for our saint george in the only way the brits know how, get sozzled. So Ians pilgimage on the journey of the golden mile in Swinton, the home of 10 pubs within a mile. This year St George's has fallen on a Friday and most folks are hard at work. One of these is Mr Whitehouse, Dan and Ian's father, and at around 4.30pm he is happily making his way home after a hard days graft. As Mr Whitehouse enters Swinton he encounters an unfamilier traffic jam and thinks to himself this is rather strange. So he winds the window down and he can hear car horns pipping, people shouting and general comotion in the street. It is at this exact point that he see's Ian, his beloved son, with a pal of his who is laid in the middle road demanding 'A tenner a pop' for any car wishing pass there newly constructed road block. Mr Whitehouse gives it the old 'get out of the road you bleeding idiot' Ians simple reply is 'Soz Dad'. He then picks his mate off the deck and continues his mission for the day.

So there you go another Mabel Love character, if you see our Ian around be nice, he's our main man and always remember "B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word".

D x

...ML...

Tuesday, 1 June 2010

**Innovators**

Sir James Dyson showing off his 'Air Multiplier'


Yes Sir James Dyson's air multiplier is a fairly snazzy piece of engineering. It involves a brushless motor which takes in air and feeds it through a combination of technologies used in turbochargers and jet engines resulting in a powerful airflow 15 times greater than the original airflow which entered the machine.

But Mr Dyson I'm afraid you have been out done by the magical minds of the Mabel Love boys. Using technology first explored in 1985 by Dr. Emmett 'Doc' Brown in Back to the future we have created something quite special.

Ladies and gentlemen may I present to you the 'Hover Coat'

Richard Rice showing off the Mabel Love 'Hover Coat'


The coat works on the loose principle of the 'Flux capacitator' instead of needing 1.21 giggawatts of electrical power to make it run our coat needs the skins of nine bananas, 2 cans of cherry coke, 1 snicker wrapper and the bun from a weatherspoons gourmet burger. Mash it all up into a paste then apply to the flux capacitator and boom, we are floating.

The Mabel Love boys are currently in talks with a major retailer about mass production and the coats should be on the roofs of all major stores by winter 2010. The coats will be available in 3 different colours and be priced around £120.

Keep your eyes pealed for further engineering firsts.

Regards

...ML... x

Wednesday, 19 May 2010

''Hear ye, Hear ye''



I thought it time for a little update on what Mabel Love has been, and will be, up to in forthcoming months, this is probably more an exercise for me to work out what I'm up to.

Firstly gigs.

Last weekend we were host to 2 of our more regular haunts, Mad Ferrett(3rd Visit) at Preston and Head of Steam(2nd Visit) at Newcastle. Vocal crowds ensued and it is always enjoyable to meet up with a few faces we have recognise, some of them even brought a few pals along with them. We will be back soon....

Next lot is our ever familiar trips to Jock land. We canni get enough of the place, our trip this time includes following dates.

Thursday: Aberdeen - Drummonds
Friday: Edinburgh - somewhere?
Saturday: Bathgate - Harleys (Yes!)
Sunday: Glasgow - King tuts Wah Wah Hut


Saturday see's our 3rd trip to the mighty Bathgate, top place full of top people. To say we were apprehensive the first time would be fair but its like our second home now. Our maiden voyage to the West Lothian town resulted in a 4am leave and us being loaded to the hilt with booze, fags and an (unwanted) smoke bomb coming by the way of the over friendly Bathgaters. We cant wait to get back. (more to follow on the smoke bomb incident)

After the Highlands foray we are heading down to the band munching 'big smoke'...

Reasons for this you ask...? We are playing the capitol for the pending release of Fierce Panda EP 'License to Drill'. As mentioned on previous blogs our track 'Misunderstood' has kindly been included on the EP. Anyone interested in coming along I will include a link on bottom of this blog.

After London comes Wigan and then Beatle's land. Yes we are back in Liverpool, unfortunately the gig has been re arranged from the legendary Korova due to it recently becoming ash, so we are now at 'The Shipping Forecast'. Expect some serious Mac like posing, pouting and general piss taking when we enter the stage, where better place to emulate your heroes than there home town. Secretly I think the scousers like it but are far too cool to show it....typical.

After the Mersey we head back to our home town via the seaside (Cleathorpes). Our final gig of our work interrupted tour finishes back in the ever familiar DQ, Sheffield. This plans to be a great night with support coming from close friends and extremely talented 'Black Flowers' and 'Heartbreaks'. Full details to follow on tickets and times etc.

So we thought we might be in for a break after that, oh no.

Recording

We are then into the studio for 4 days with 'U2 - Beautiful day' producer Steve Harris. We are aiming to get 2 new demo's with him and we are booked into a studio in Yorkshire owned by 'St.Elmo's fire' soundtrack artist John Parr.

Below is the studio....looks like a chuffin spaceship.





So there we go that takes us up to mid June where I then trot off for a relaxing holiday in 'Magaluf'....

Snaps

Last Sunday we had a photo shoot on a bridge over a brook just off the snakes pass. This was in aid of shots for a total design haul for our Internet based sites which is being carried out by the article lads. It was freezing but we are hearing that the results were worth it.

We are due to have another shoot tonight for Tramlines and Sheffield Music City campaign. Photo's are to be done by a gent called Shaun Bloodworth, apparently he is the bo~~ocks.

...Information overload...

Regards

R x

...ML...

Thursday, 13 May 2010

~~Corned Beef~~



After our drummer Dave pointed out to me that Corned Beef is a fantastic cockney rhyming slang for Keith I have been barraging a fellow colleague with it much to, my pleasure and his misery.

This recent revelation has meant that, as always, I have had to investigate further into the subject matter. So using the good old Google I found mounds of information in a surprising short space of time, it seems its not only me that has a bizarre fascination with the humble tinned 'meat'. Here's what I found out....

What is it?
Corned beef, also called corned beef brisket, is a popular meat item which hearkens back to the days before refrigeration. Faced with the challenge of preserving fresh meat for the winter season, butchers would routinely pack beef or pork products in salt to prevent the formation of bacteria and mold. Meats like beef brisket could also be pickled in a spicy, salty brine. At one time, the word corn referred to a number of kernels or seeds, including the coarse salt granules packed around the brisket. Thus the meat was called 'corned' beef in reference to the corns of salt.

Why the peculiar shape??
There is a few offers on this, some more fun than the others. Here's a few suggestions provided by other 'Corned Beef' enthusiasts...

They are made in their traditional tapered rectangular shape because it is easier to extract the contents in one piece, thus allowing the block of corned beef to be sliced. That's also why the cans also employ a key that enables the user separate one end of the body of the can: there's no seam to prevent the contents slipping out. Originally, the cans were made by folding up folding tinplate sheet that produced the correct taper and soldering the seam. More recently this has been replaced with cans that are formed from welded cylinders, then reformed and expanded mechanically - John Nutting, Editor, The Can maker magazine, Crawley.

Because they are better for slicing for sarnies and cubing for corned beef hash. - Frances Lyle, Bristol.

They were originally made in the tapered shape so that they would fit more compactly in British soldier`s knapsacks in either the Boer War or the 1st World War. My father always swore that British Army cooks in the 2nd World War were issued with a special recipe booklet called 1001 ways to cook bully beef. - Roger Hawkins, Stavanger, Norway.

To stop them from rolling about in your shopping trolley. - Gavin Bolton, South Africa.

Most soldiers know that the corned beef tins are made that shape so that when the key is used to remove a section from the tin the large end will fit over the small end and form its own container for keeping the uneaten part of the corned beef fresh. If you don't believe me then try it. - Alan Myland, Peterborough, England

Suggested safety issues with corned beef:
I have recently acquired 4 stitches from opening a corned beef can. It is a little known military secret that "bully beef" cans were a major cause of death and injuries in World War I. The Germans would use trench mortars and fire them into the British lines. In opening them thousands of young soldiers were cut, bleeding to death or dying of blood poisoning. The corned beef can remains on of the most dangerous and cheaply produced anti personnel weapons still in use today. Hence my 4 stitches. - Stewart McRorie, Beaune, Brugundy France.

From wiki ... 'During 1963 and 1964, tins of Argentinian corned beef were responsible for several outbreaks of Typhoid. The most severe of these hospitalised over 500 people in Aberdeen'. May explain a few things. - Al, Christchurch, NZ

Forget about the shape of the tin - it's irrelevant. Anyone who has been to a corned beef canning factory (as I have) where a cow walks in at one door and a tin of corned beef comes out the other door will never eat 'corned beef' again. - Charles A, Cape Town, South Africa.

So there we have it. I never realised how much thought people devoted to the good old tin of Corned Beef. Incidentally I have never ever been subjected to eating the stuff, I might give it a try one day. Im off to investigate further tinned meats...

For more info visit www.cornedbeef.com.

R x

...ML...

Monday, 10 May 2010

...Return of the Boxhead...



A little update from our latest gig in Barnsley...

Before we start lets acknowledge that today is the birthday of Donovan, Sid Viscous, Dennis Bergkamp and some websites say Homer Simpson. Happy birthday where ever you may be.

Anyway, on with the storytelling.

Mabel Love 'survived' the Birdwell club this Saturday, we played a gig which was in memory for avid music fan Ben Clarke who sadly passed away on 13th May 2006. The event is put on by his wonderful family who really looked after us and aims to raise money for charities that were close to Ben's Heart. The Clone Roses headlined the show and we played main support, the gig was offered to us when a friend of both parties recommended us to play. Me saying we that we survived may be a little poetic but picture this, 4 Sheffield skinny lads in Barnsley on a Saturday night playing rather macabre tunes at a charity event, things could have gone wrong. But to be fair the 'big barnsley lads' were good with us, one even swaggered to the front to pick my bottle of water rather menacingly to only politely remove me the top and offer me a drink...bless!! We even got the place banging for about 3 mins when we stomped into 'Ha Ha People'.

Anyway, as the beers flowed and our confidence 'magically' rocketed so me and fellow prankster Dave Mitchell had a glorious idea. We were sat in the back stage area complete with 2 empty becks boxes which had been shortly before full of ale. It was then we started to reminisce about the good old times of box head in Gardenstown, Scotland. 'Box Head' basically involves emptying a box of ales by whichever method you choose, our case neck it, then you put two eye holes and a mouth hole in the front and then simply pop the box on your loaf. One then proceeds to prance around comically much to people's delight. (see top pic)

Dave then suggested I became old 'Box Head' once again for old times sake, so 3 holes later and a bit of gaffer tape I was transformed, at that point Dave remembered we are at a gig!! theres a stage!! and the Clone Roses are on revving up the crowd. He then proceeded to signal to 'Ian Brown' about me joining him for a bit of indie swagger dancing. Ian gives it the thumbs up and yells a reassuring 'sound man' and I'm on....

The only strange thing about the scenario is that no one from Barnsley thought that there was anything untoward about the whole event. Brilliant. In fact I think most thought it was part of the act.

I must point out that I am only following on from traditions of previous box heads before me, my mentor was a mate called Bermo who rocked Box Head at a Harrisons gig in Selby. Only difference is that he was totally naked apart from an apron and was holding a butternut squash. Also worth noting it was an under 18's gig. Legend.

Anyway the night was a success for Ben's family, no broken bones and a fair few heads in the venue and we got a good reception.

Regards

R x

...ML...