
This is the beginning of what Milo has already pointed out is going to be a monumental period of carousing. Last week was very, very quiet in terms of gigs, but if you paid any attention to that then the sense of security into which you might have been lulled would very much have been a false one. Because it all kicks off in earnest this week, and if anything next could be even heavier. Livers of Edinburgh beware! From my own perspective I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, in the [...]

Well the truly mental Edinburgh August schedule is nearly past and I have to confess that, for the purpose of writing this post anyway, that is something of a relief. This week I am involved in a couple of things - firstly, Thursday's Born to be Wide in the Speakeasy at Cabaret Voltaire, Olaf Furniss's regular night of chat and help and networking and stuff like that. This week I have been asked to put together a playlist of unsigned Edinburgh bands for the Wheel of Fortune. There's something of a grey area in that signed/unsigned stuff, so I might [...]

Hello everyone - sorry for the lateness of this post, but unfortunately sometimes actual jobs with wages and things have to take precedence over things Toad, just for a little while. I have spent the day at a meeting in Inverness, and I am desperate for a really good sleep. There's not a lot on in Edinburgh this week as far as I can tell. The brilliant Animal Magic Tricks is playing pretty much as I write this, and I am gutted that I won't get the chance to see her. Well, not until Saturday, anyway, which is [...]

You can't fucking move in Edinburgh this week but for accidentally walking in on a quality gig. Honestly, you could end up with a liver like a cricket ball if you went to all of the bastards, so there may be a few orange juice gigs (yes, I know, boom-tish and all that) for me this week, or I'll have to spend all of December sobering up. Given what Christmas is generally like anyway, I suspect that's what January is likely to be for but, as with Christmas itself, it seems that the party season is starting earlier [...]

Well it's welcome back to Edinburgh for Mrs. Toad, returned on Saturday evening. It's good to have the stroppy old bitch back, telling me all the things I haven't done to her satisfaction during her absence. I'd forgotten how much I missed that incessant grumble. This week isn't really live week for me, if I'm honest. I have sessions and interviews that are woefully behind schedule and need dealing with before they go stale. I might sneak out and see the Byrons on Thursday, but that might be it I think. Ah the [...]