Tuesday, 28 May 2013

The Making of Caught In A Spell



There will only be a few reasons why you are reading this. I hope it's because Spriggan Mist have got big enough for you to be interested, but it's more likely that you were involved in the making of this CD or you are related to me or a bit morbidly I'm no longer walking this earth, cos musicians are always better after they've gone aren't they?

Now this is my take on the proceedings ok? So if you were involved or are mentioned in these memoirs please don't be offended and remember any inaccuracies are my own as are my views. If you haven't fallen into that category I hope you enjoy reading almost as much as the CD. 

We released Spriggan Mist's debut album Caught in a Spell in June 2010 at 3 Wishes Faery Fest at Colliford Lake Country Park. Now before I get into the story telling let me explain why this was the chosen place to release it by explaining a little Spriggan Mist history. Spriggan Mist was the brainchild of my wife Maxine. We had been playing in a covers band for a couple of years and bored of playing someone else’s music she started to get these little folk tunes in her head and we recorded some rough tracks down on a portable recording device (for you techies out there think it was a Boss BR900-CD) and Karen Kay The Faery Queen of 3 Wishes Faery Fest noticed the tracks on a hastily put together MySpace page and asked us to play at the festival. I think the name Spriggan Mist drew her more than the music but none the less she gave us the chance. With six months to practice and get a live set together we had to find a group of musicians ready and willing to do it as Maxine played all the instruments except bass on these tracks, we also needed more songs to fill a 45 min slot. So over a few months we amassed the Caught in a Spell line up.

Maxine Cilia -Vocals Guitar ,Sax, recorder
Baz Cilia - Vocals , Bass
Dave Lambert - Vocals, Guitar, Violin
Gill Lambert- Flute, Keyboard
Andy Wilkin - Percussion

It became quite evident that Dave was going to be an influence on proceedings, immediately Max and I could see that here was a very competent guitarist with singer song writing capabilities and due to our inexperience we allowed him to take hold of Spriggan Mist and stamp a little bit of him on it. At the time of creating the CD this wasn't a problem a few strains and cracks appeared a year later but that isn't for this piece of writing although I'm sure you will see that in a way the signs were written on the wall from the time of Caught in a Spell's birth.
I remember Max and I being impatient and driven from the outset which really at times grated I'm sure  on the older more settled in what they do Dave ,Gill and Andy.
Things came to a head in November 2009 when during a rehearsal I suggested we needed to have a CD out soon and suggested rather bluntly to Dave who had the ability to record it although had never taken on a task such as this before  that it needed doing now!. I got a frosty response. I remember Dave sat slumped in our music room and clearly saying to me that this wasn't something to be rushed and that if he was doing it would be done on his terms and when he wanted or get someone else to record it. Now I don't think that this was a petulant attempt at being a control freak (As I saw it at the time by the way) now I kind of feel Dave was out of his comfort zone and was trying to get it all boxed in his mind. But none the less seven months later with band intact we produced a nine track CD from his home studio which we are all very proud of and this is the story….

Track 1 The Park

This was written by Dave and was on a set of songs that he gave us on a Cd to listen to. What's it about? Not sure Dave would never let on but I feel it was part auto biographical and personal so didn't pursue the issue. Originally entitled Dog Sh1t park, it was slightly re arranged for Spriggan Mist. Now the first obstacle was that Dave wanted drums in this track. Andy Wilkin was a percussionist, the only drummer we knew was our then 8 year old Aaron. I remember the recording of this as if yesterday .Dave came armed with various mics and chucked a  set of head phones on the little boys head and took about three takes of the song. Aaron was drumming to a guide track that Dave had put together. It was recorded on Dave's portable recording soundscape system I think. This was nicknamed the beast. It was built by Dave and Gill and housed all sorts of digital menageries  Dave says that he didn't have to do much to the drum track, a bit of compression but what you hear on the recording is what Aaron drummed. The rest of the tracks were laid one by one in Dave's studio. We went along to his house in Lightwater Surrey over a period of a few weeks and laid the tracks as and when. Most of my tracks were laid in the morning before work, I was in work clothes for most of the recording. Not very rock and roll!.
I wrote the start poem from the feel I thought Dave was trying to capture. I had to do that bass run which I must say I struggled with live as I was doing this alien thing called singing in harmony so had lots of things to do in my head ….Dave original track didn't have a sax so Max was all over that with her Sax…now if you listen to the track carefully you will hear some background ahhs and oohs. Dave was very clever here. He recorded the whole band at different times singing Ahs to a keyboard note. He had us do an ah for each note and programmed them in somewhere somehow. This allowed him to then play a chorus of ahhs without us being there in perfect timing and harmony. Listen to the track behind the sax you can hear it rather subtle yet very necessary. Needless to say live this never happened but never missed either.
Finally the sound effects I'm reliably informed Dave went around recording the footsteps on gravel , birds and other sound effects. The scraping at the end? Andy rubbing his drum sticks on his congas. Why? Cos he could ?

Track 2  Earth Calling

This was Maxine's tune, one of the first she wrote. The original is almost unrecognisable and was one of the one's Karen Kay would have heard from a crudely recorded and put together EP called Konditions of Change….(more about that another time). This was re arranged by Dave . Do I like this version…..hmmm yes of course would I like to play it again with Spriggs' hmmm yes but with a mixture of Max's composition and Dave's. So why was it rearranged? I felt that Dave and Gill just couldn't get the syncopation that Max seems to do effortlessly. Gill is a classically trained Flautist and she never jammed, read everything and I think that Dave felt there must be a better way to present Earth Calling. He did however add that amazing start with synth and electric violin. The synth was always played by midi pedals live. One of the highlights of the album for me that intro and I remember hearing it and being blown away. Earth calling meanders away and to me sounds a little too folky for my ears but that’s where we were at the time and still has  Maxine's  quirky signature written all over it that Spriggan Mist are known for. I get to lay down a heavy bass line in this with a bit of wah on it. Maxine actually plays a banjitar on this. An instrument sadly dropped from the live performance due to stage ease.

Track 3 Indigo Child

Maxine wrote this about our little lad Aaron. Indigo Child  was recorded on a demo a long time before this recording was made  It is the first track on the CD you hear Maxine singing with that distinctive Kate Bush esque. Apparently Dave made Maxine sing this really quietly when recording it. Dave is doing backing vocals for this a task soon passed to me post Lambert era .Dave added the guitar solo and the chord structure behind the solo from a song of his called Anneliese. It remains one of the favourites of Spriggan Mist fans and  we always see people singing its lyrics.

Track 4 Dragut's Eye

I wrote the lyrics to this in September 2008 at work on a rainy Tuesday evening the first day back from holiday in Malta. I didn't show these lyrics  to anyone they were the first lyrics I had ever written and was rather shy of them. Then when we did the Konditions of Change EP I showed them to Maxine who put the melody to my words. Often confused as a love song it is actually a protest song about how Malta, a country I grew up in and hold citizenship for. Whilst on holiday I was in Kalkara when to my shock and horror the medieval bastions at Vittoriosa had been hacked into and monstrous  glass modern day apartments had sprung up  in the gap that had been made. I was told that some Manchester United players had purchased some of them (couldn't confirm this ) but it was happening all over Malta. I've always loved the Great Siege of Malta and General Dragut was a Turk who tried to sack Malta in 1565. He met his sticky end on Malta. So it's about others envy at trying to take Malta as their own and even now although "She"  is not being fought over with the use of arms foreign investors have slowly "Ripped her heart out  with every brick" The bell you hear at the beginning was recorded by Maxine on her mobile phone at midnight in a place called Marsa. We wanted as many bell tolls as possible from an authentic Maltese church bell without any street noises and I believe it was our last night on the island before recording and we were running late with about 10 seconds to midnight our hire car screeched to a halt in the pjazza in Mara and Maxine recorded it on her mobile phone. The end phone conversation is between me and an old friend Anglu Farrugia in Maltese we are talking about me coming to Malta and a bit of banter etc…Dave's idea but recorded by me on me mobile. So although a song about old values being eroded by modern development modern technology well and truly used.

Track 5 Faery Queen

Arguably one of the most requested songs Spriggan Mist do. Dave Lambert's song. The "album recording" is a much slower softer song than how it has evolved over the years but this was how it was written. It was written especially for 3 Wishes Faery Fest. Apparently the little poem that our then 5 year old Brianna reads is a representation of all the band members…Dave would never tell me who any of us were ..am I Apple , Elder or Rowan tree? I don't know. The use of Brianna in the role of Faery messenger was ingenious. There is a story behind the song. Dave once told me  it’s about a medieval army retreating from battle . Blood stained and bruised their numbers so depleted they retreat into a small wood where the Faery messenger calls to them and takes them to the faery realm. They know that at dawn they will have to face their enemy and they will inevitably die but for that night the Faery Queen throws them a wonderful party for which their worries are far away. The bass drum is Aaron's. Andy works overtime on his congas and the flute recorder duo by Gill and Max giving the track an oldie woldy feel in contrast with the electric guitar riff Dave bangs out. Me? I just hold the steady bass line and sing backing…in contrast to my part now where I sing it live. Then there is the arpegiator…an electronic sequence of notes this caused many a heartache live …with timing etc. But on the record sounds great.

Track 6 Waiting for a dewdrop to fall

Probably one of the prettiest songs written by Max. She wrote this during a training session at work one day. She read these lyrics out to me on the phone just as I had come across one of the parents, Clive Elkington on the school run with a tripod and a camera pointed at a bush. I asked him what he was doing and he said…"I am waiting for a Dewdrop to fall" He wanted to catch the dewdrop falling off a leaf. I relayed this story  to Max and by the end of the day the song materialised. Dave is on the violin for this Max gives a great vocal performance  and Gill's flute interchange with the violin is very well worked. This is the only track I play fretless bass on. I loved playing this song live but sadly has fallen off our sets these days.

Track 7 Spriggan Dance

Way before the Lamberts and Andy came along I penned Spriggan Dance. Maxine was away so I decided I would attempt recording it on my own just bass and over laid vocals I had a few ciders and thought it was the business. I excitedly played the track back to Maxine the next day and was told how it was…..pretty awful…it was actually really bad so it was stored to the back of a file somewhere until  Dave and I were doing a ." This is the most awful thing I have written session" and I played him Spriggan Dance and won the competition although a song of his with included the lyrics quiche lorraine came a close second. Anyway he took a copy of it and using my melody and some of my words created Spriggan Dance as we all know and love it now. Maxine however wasn't always a fan of the song. She bowed down to the band’s enthusiasm to do the song  but don't think  she really bought into it. Probably grew on her over the years and her sax play on the track really sets the end bit off perfectly. We don't often do the beginning talk over intro anymore favouring to drop it to add to the flow of the set ….but sometimes it's resurrected. This is the only track I’m ever allowed to play slap/pop bass on  too.

Track 8 Faery Dust
Written about our little Brianna who from the word go completely embraced the whole  Fae deal,  Maxine wrote this for our first appearance at Faery fest. Is a song of two contrasts you have the twinkling of Max’s guitar with her high near on Angelic vocal performance with Dave’s psychedelic guitar playing. This is in my opinion where Dave and max worked best. Max would come to the band with a song and Dave would add something to the song. I got the feeling Max was happier with that arrangement than Dave and certainly in latter weeks I saw Dave trying too hard to write songs for Spriggan Mist which lead to a back log in material from Maxine. One wonders if Dave had allowed Maxine to write the material and he assist in the arrangement the Lambert /Cilia connection would have worked for longer but then I think the partnership had run its cause musically. The unusual thing about this song is the guitar solo carries on behind Max’s singing creating that aforementioned psychedelic  feel. Probably was and is one of my favourite bass lines to play live.

Track 9 Solstice
Maxine wrote this and couldn’t sing it. It sits on the bottom of my range so was off the scale for her . This track is probably the most openly “Pagan” of tracks on the album.  Very tribal I set out to have a very low rhythmic bass line with a rumble in the chorus, Max provides the backing and the percussion done by Andy just put the T in tribal. Dave dishes out the violin solo for the last time on the track. The quiet bit on this track is my favourite bit of singing on the whole album (as in my favourite bit to sing that is) Maxine and I actually sang this at a summer Solstice ritual at 3 wishes Faery Fest in a middle of a circle…no instruments ..just us  and it worked , a gift to The Holly king maybe …the song ends the album with a real triumphant noise of instruments which brings a reprise to the footsteps from the first song completing a never ending circle.

The artwork was done by my brother David we gave him the idea of Sebastian the Spriggan being caught up in handcuffs made of mist but he changed this to the plant/branches idea. The booklet within contains artwork originally used in  backdrop projections at one of our gigs ,all beautifully done by David . He wasn’t entirely happy with the final print in his eyes it came out too dark. For us it was and still is perfect.

Within a few months Andy decided that with all his blues commitments and the realisation of the  fact Spriggan Mist needed a conventional drummer he would leave Spriggs’ The Lamberts decided a few months later that it was time to go. Not sure Gill really enjoyed the band thing totally. Don’t get me wrong she always gave 110% but got the feeling she wouldn’t miss it when she left. She did however apart from playing the flute did key in sound effects and lighting from behind her little box of tricks a fact not always apparent as she hid at the back.  As for Dave, it was a bitter sweet affair. I think both Dave and Max needed freedom to write their own thing Max had grown frustrated that she had so many songs to get out, I had started writing too and Dave looked like he was trying to write for a band that was moving away from who and where he was going.. I believe Max and I empowered him with our drive and enthusiasm to produce a work of art that he hadn’t ever done before or  since. In return we gained a lot of experience from him and learned a few lessons too. Without a cross word and a mutual respect for each other The Lamberts and Cilias parted company. With Caught in a Spell only a year old and with the CD well into profit ,Spriggan Mist were Max and I again. Time for a bit of soul retrieving 


Thursday, 9 May 2013

Game of Thrones -live

This was recorded on a camcorder at The Enchanted Faerie Ball in Rochester 04/05/2013

Maxine and I are big fans of the series and the theme tune ,so when we found out that a friends daughter Kerry Ingram had landed a the role of Shireen Baratheon we were very excited

In fact it was Kerry's Dad Derek Ingram who originally suggested on a school run one day that we should cover the song....so after a bit of jamming,,,,here it is!

Thursday, 4 April 2013

In Hot Water Again !

Hate is a horrible word…I often hear people say I hate this and I hate that …It is a word I have irradicated from my day to day vocabulary along with words Michael Buble…I don't say that anymore either!


There is a a time though where you just have to say it….Hate that is…not Buble …although I can see the use of the word Buble as an adjective….

Don't be a Buble !

You complete Buble ! Etc..etc..

But no, Hate I reserve for those unbearable things in life that you just cannot stand or tolerate…..yes I'm talking about DIY!!!!!

I Hate DIY!

Now Spriggan Towers is having a new Kitchen fitted ….This involves the military operation of a cast of thousands before the fitter can fit the kitchen. There is the tiler, the plasterer and the candle stick maker, all jostling to get their bits done inbetween the sparky visiting and tutting with hands on hips sharp intake of breath as to the size of this hole or the other …shocking behaviour…

But this morning at 0630 hours Wifey told me to get out of my pit and go take the rad in the bombsight formerly known as the kitchen of the wall so the plasterer can plaster behind it….Now I had tried doing this the night before but to no avail..Jason the kitchen fitter even told me how to do it and I couldn't put the cap on the bit etc.. …I'm not DIY minded…Jason on the other hand can do anything...even brain surgery if it was done with manly hammers chisels and screw drivers…but for me it doesn't happen, but no Wifey wanted it done..how hard can it be ? I thought .So armed with my adjustible spanner , my half inch cap with two washers and my trusty sidekick Aaron my 11 year old I started to undo the nuts ….water started to spurt out at every angle….ok checked everything ...righty tighty lefty loosey …valve turned to zero …..tried again…water spurted everywhere…..so one ranting phone call to Wifey later who was at a safe haven of work and I was back looking at said radiator….I turned to my Tonto..my Robin….and said .."Son we are going in and we are going to undo it….water will come out…it will….but stay strong and I'll try and get the cap on"….Aaron took a deep breath and then I did it off the rad came ..out came the water gushing onto the floor..surf was up!!!……….it was like molten lava except not red or smoking but it was hot ,,,,and I was struggling to get the cap on shouting " Ooow oooow oooh s' hot!!" Aaron in a flash of inspiration picked up the mop and rammed it onto the pipe ..dislodging my struggling sausage fingers trying to get the cap on …sending said cap spinning across the floor …."Nooooooooo!" The water carried on gushing ..I scrambled to the the cap , but not before we both stood flapping our arms spinning around screaming ...wondering what we were going to do next as water spurted everywhere ,,,It was a scene Laurel and Hardy would of been proud of….finally I got hold of the cap and screwed it in place. The water stopped we were safe ..said radiator was put to one side and we proceeded to clear up copious amounts of water as quick as we could as we were in danger of being swept away by the current….


.…Of course one has to update one's status on Facebook as to how I survived the Bracknell flood..... Then come the post mortems don't they… One of the Super Mario brothers (aka Mother Dearest) obviously looked up from her bottle Pinot Grigio ….no that’s cruel it was only about 7 am…she would still be on the Newky Brown at breakfast ..and replied to my status about switching the water off and should of done this and that..honestly what right back seat plumber ..didn't see her there did we? at stupid o'clock in the morning with her spanners! oh no....then sister dearest (the other super Mario Brother) chipped in kind of semi in my defence....(thanks Sis)

Tonight I take out some ballistrates from the stairs...simples...I mean what could go wrong there ?

Friday, 15 February 2013

The Rune Raido


The rune Raido.

 Little did I know when I drew you inverted from from my Rune bag did I know that the literal interpretation  of such a cast is "Car problems or travel problems"

I thought it a more artistic sort of metaphorical journey I should be looking at and the whole reading was drawing my attention to this so I'd be fore warned so that I could be more attentive ……think again Bazza..

Public transport has always proved to be a bit tricky for me. You see having grown up in Malta there are no trains or tubes ,which by the way lends the question as to why in some Maltese language phrase books you will find…"Excuse me how do I get to The train station?" But no... it's easy ,you get on a bus from your town or village and all busses go to Valletta and back. You know where you are, simple. So I had to go from Uxbridge to Ickenham the other day and knew all busses from the stop I was standing at went to Ruislip from which Ickenham is enroute. So the bus arrives and on I jump sit down and out comes the phone, well you have to check out your facebook don't you ? imagine my dismay when I looked out the window and found myself heading out into Buckinghamshire well I didn't know that that the H in H31meant Ruislip via Harefield ..did I ? So half hour later I was back at the stop I had started at. I'll never get that half hour back ….ever !

But that was only half my plight this month.Had to go to Ealing for an important appointment the other morning, this time by train and a friend of mine after the school run dropped me off to catch the train. Now as we arrrived outside Bracknell Station the London bound train was just pulling in so I quickly got out of the car zipped through the barriers jumped on the train and settled into my seat smuggly thinking ,no standing on a cold platform for me today! So almost immediately my mobile pinged again…..ah Anglu in Malta was chatting via email to Darkmagi in Dorset. I was cc'd in, so as I chuckled away at their emails safe in the knowledge that I was a long way from London  I engrossed in Facebook and emails. I even text Wifey as I passed Staines and told her I was waving ….I thought we'll reach Clapham junction soon …then it hit me…..it wasn't Clapham junction I needed it was Ealing Broadway …and in fact I needed to go to Reading then in on the paddington bound to Ealing Broadway!!!!! Umpteen stops and changes later as I negotiated my way through the web of which is the tube map I finally made it to Ealing ..hardly a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow type of place I have to say..but nonetheless I got there.

Then yesterday Valentine's Day …..yes the first after our handfasting ,I was doing the Dad's Taxi bit in The Sprigg' mobile and I get a phone call from Dunc, from The Dolmen Grove Hampshire and I carried on chatting on my hands free as I got out and proceeded to fuel said Sprigg' mobile up with unleaded……after £70 worth of it going in, I remembered that  actually my van takes diesel….A four hour wait for recovery , a journey to High Wycombe , a two and a half hour wait in a garage and £220 later I was at the Petrol pump filling up with over a £100 in Diesel. Gutted is not the word.

Morale to this story ..pay more attention to your Runes and pay attention to one of the Spriggan Mist songs which Wifey so beautifully penned a few years ago..Electric Life…..The mobile phone has been a constant in all these stories …..maybe I need to bury it in the bottom of my pocket….maybe I'm too attached ….anyway would love to sit and chat , but my mobile is ringing…ahem

Wednesday, 30 January 2013

Photos of Suzie Walker's 50th gig

All photos taken by John Steane

Martin Apsey's first gig with The Sprigs'
          The obligatory "where's the drummer?" photo

                                  Max rockin with her new Les!

                                                             


 Rockin .....


 still rockin
 and some more
The New line up!



 Artura on stage in Faery Queen


 Suzie is on far right!

Great night!

Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Road Rage, Head butts, Crushed fingers? , Just another Spriggan Mist gig!


You couldn't make it up if you tried. I have been accused of embroidering the truth on these pages more times than I care to mention but the tale I embark on today in the word of Angelica Pickles is the " Truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help me Bob."

Now if you are back from googling Angelica Pickles I will explain…….

We were playing at a 50th birthday celebration at The Bedford in Balham, South London so we loaded up the  Sprigmobile (six seater crew cab Tranny). The party was Max and I John and Bex, Aaron our 11 year old and Martin.Colin our drummer prefers to travel on his own, for reasons which after reading this blog will become apparent why


 So the afternoon started with John our Roady, driver, photographer , soundman , and general all round hero leaning down to pick up something that needed picking up at the same time Aaron our 11 year old son, video , lighting, roady type person  leaned down to pick up the same  said item which needed to be picked up and promptly in Laurel and Hardy  style bumped heads with John ……much to the amusement of Sprigs' Recorder Cellist Diva Bex who had a self admitted monk on , who chuckled with laughter  as Coco and Biffo rubbed their heads…cheering her up no end. I wonder what we need to do when she really has a strop on ….decapitation maybe? ….yes that will really be a hoot and make her roar …..!

But this was an important gig . It was Martin our new guitarist's first one with us  so we swung by his place with John driving the Sprigmobile  picked up our new axeman and his amp and weapons of choice and before you know it we were trundling towards Balham..To be fair the journey was uneventful until we got to Wandsworth. The Sat Nav told John to go right …but it didn't tell him about the man mountain of a cyclist in all dark clothing and no lights that decided to overtake The Sprigmobile  and to be fair John did see him last minute and a catastrophe was averted. The cyclist however was not amused and followed us into a turning that the Satnav hadn't told us to go down and like an annoying wasp around your ice cream this cyclist wasn't going away.. intent on arguing the toss with us. John gestured him with his thumb to "jog on" …with this the mad bloke started furiously cycling after us around the back streets of Wandsworth.John tried to shake him..but he would catch us up on the junctions and then we'd pull away and he'd peddle like the clappers to catch us up again . Hats off to him  he kept with us for a good 5 minutes …John considered heading for the motorway to see how well he'd do  then but we eventually  stopped and out I stepped to speak with a fully  juiced "Lance Armstrong"….and what a sight it must have been  me in full Sprigs' stage wear complete with tails stepping out of the van to confront a very red faced  and sweating  6ft 3 shaved headed Londoner with the obligatory Chelsea manager's coat on. Between the two of us John and I managed to persuade this bloke that John wasn't gesticulating to him that he had a masturbation problem  and that everything was cool and hand shakes ruled the day. So with strict instructions not to, a) kill any cyclists and b) not wind up any more of the Local  community, John fired Sprigmobile up again.

We did the gig Martin came through flying colours, and as I loaded up the van at the end of the night I thought to myself finally we have a guitarist that can play good , looks the part and we would happily have a pint with, happy days! ….with the van loaded Martin and I were the last to jump in the Sprigmobile. Me in the front  happily slamming my door not knowing that Martin whilst getting into the back behind me  had his hand on the door stantion. He said "AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

My heart sank  as I lead our new guitarist back into the venue in understandable pain. It sank further when due to that pain Martin passed out in the toilets where we were applying cold water then ice. After getting his colour back and threatening to shove my mobile in my nether orifice if I even thought about taking and posting a photo on Facebook he came to and we were on the road again. After that we had to deal with Aaron fainting too which resulted in us making off without paying for a bottle of water from a nearby Italian restaurant . 

On a positive note…thankfully it appears Martin has no broken bones and he'll be back shredding it up soon.


Colin as dry as ever upon hearing of his bandmates plight came out with these gems ... 

" At least he can't give you the finger" and
"Now you know why I travel in my own car"