Playing tracks by
Thee Ludds, Pregnant, Death Songs, Fat History Month, Aidan John Moffat and more.
The Clamcast is so-called not because of seafood, but because it all of a sudden became rather clammy here this week. An unseasonable warm spell descended and I didn't personally adjust my clothing habits fast enough, meaning absolutely everywhere I went I ended up being uncomfortably warm.
So there you go, the Clamcast.
Anyhow, I am off to Glasgow to set up the Independent Record Fair, before scooting back through to Edinburgh to get the John Knox Sex Club, Easter and Fuzzystar Ides of Toad night sorted out at Henry's. Actually, I say sorted out, but it's not me who sorts things out at this stage, it's really just down to the bands and the venue. Still, I have to be there and look willing, just in case!