Sunday, February 26, 2006

New Dates!!!!

Just announced that I Am Kloot are playing the Night and Day on a 3 day residency

May
Sunday 21st,
Monday 22nd
Tuesday 23rd,

You can get tickets from www.ticketline.co.uk then search for I Am Kloot!

GR8 STUFF!!

Thursday, February 23, 2006

New Review

I have added a new review (its in the reviews section). Thanks to Guy Lovelady for writing it!

Photos

Ugly Man Xmas Party, Night and Day (15-12-00)




























Band on the wall, Manchester (12-04-00)

























The Leadmill, Sheffield (11-10-03)





Noveau Casino (11/5/05)






Manchester Night & Day (21/05/06)






















































Barrow In Furness, Cumbria (19/05/06)








































































Liverpool University 2 (9/04/05)







































Press Photos






Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Lyrics

Natural History

To You:

The gods and the saints preserve you,
Cos nobody here deserves you,
I’m living my life in flashback,
Since I lost my card or cashback,
And I’ve gone to wrack and ruin,
Since I don’t know what you’re doing,
There’s no clear or present danger
That I see in any stranger.
Someone, somewhere said to me,
Will someone somewhere set me free,
Wont hurry up or harry me,
Will someone somewhere marry me
To you, to you, to you, to you.
The line on the screen has broken,
What once was asleep has woken,
I cover your face in make-up praying
You’ll one day wake up,
I’ve littered my life with magic,
Yet I’m neither dead nor tragic,
The gods and the saints preserve you
Cos nobody here deserves you.
Someone, somewhere said to me,
Will someone somewhere set me free,
From all that I’m supposed to be,
Will someone somewhere marry me
To you, to you, to you, to you.
Someone, somewhere said to me,
Wont someone somewhere marry me
Wont hurry up or harry me,
Will someone somewhere marry me
To you, to you, to you, to you.

Morning Rain

Unscrew your face from your laptop screen
See the people, the places in your magazines
They’re a big headed bunch, you know what I mean
Someone made them out of plasticine.
I’m the morning rain, it’s me again, I won’t go away
I’m the morning rain, it’s me again, I won’t go away.
Come down off your barbed wire fence
What you’re saying sounds stupid, it makes no sense
It may be used later in your defence
It may be used later as evidence for the
Morning rain, it’s me agian, I won’t go away
I’ the morning rain, it’s me again, I won’t go away.
Undo your head from the sink plug chain
Unscrew the cheap wine and drink like a drain
You may never want to waltz again
You may never want to walk away from
The morning rain, it’s me again, I won’t go away
I’m the morning rain, it’s me again, I won’t go away.
Pack your bags your room’s for let
They’re putting up the barricades
And laying off all bets
I’ve never seen so many people smoke
So many cigarettes
Pack your bags now your room’s for rent
I’m the morning rain, it’s me again, I won’t go away
I’m the morning rain, it’s me again, I won’t go away
I’m the morning rain, don’t you know my name,
Don’t you know my name
I’m the morning rain, don’t you know my name?

Twist

Twisted on destiny, fate and three wishes
We fuck and we fight, someone else does the dishes,
And meantime my memory reminisces and twists,
There was a time when we were filled with laughter,
Haplessly hoping happy ever after,
Did we string up a heart, let it swing from the rafters
And bleed.
There’s blood on your legs ,I love you
There’s blood on your legs, I love you
There’s blood on your legs, I love you
Evoke the rich tapestry of love and devotion,
Emote the sweet saccharine of all that devotion,
Forget all about that and fall in this ocean with me,
With me.
Twist, snap, I love you
Twist, snap, I love you
Twist, snap, I love you
Da da da…
There’s blood on your legs, I love you
There’s blood on your legs, I love you
There’s blood on your legs, I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you

86 TV's

Feel so straight, and look so slow
But just you wait 'til I get you home
I saw you laughing on a TV show
Didn't think you'd know, all colours lead to black
Say you cant let go, and then you're never coming back.
Watch yourself when you talk to me
Cuz I've got you and 86 TV's
And all those words that they made up for me
And what I thought they'd be
The radio's are red
They made a mess of me
So now I'm walking home instead.
Sweet like apples, I pulled you
Reminds me of the things we said we'd do
Now all those words that they made up for you
Could never pull you through
The greed and all the gain
They made a mess of you
And now you'll never be the same
I'd love to say I'd like to thank you all
But I have not the gaul, the wisdom or the guile
You walked into that ball
And then you disappeared in style.
On 86 TV's, On 86 TV's, On 86 TV's, On 86 TV's,

Bigger Wheels

Healers, dealer, skinflick traders, save my skin for
Later or else you won’t get free,
Your dim and dismal, loves gone rotten, grim and
Greedy and best forgotten, yet still you say to me
There are bigger wheels than this, wider skies of blue.
Hookers, lookers, pink skinned babies here’s a list
Of maybes I have saved for you
Your mad, appalling love and laughter,
Stuck here for ever after
Swimming all around you
There are bigger wheels than this, wider skies of blue.
There are bigger deals, there are bigger wheels
Than you get through.
Healers, dealer, skinflick traders, save my skin for
Later or else you won’t get free,
Your dim and dismal, loves gone rotten, grim and
Greedy and best forgotten, and yet still you say to me
There are bigger wheels than this, wider skies of blue.
There are bigger deals, there are bigger wheels
Than you get through.
Hookers, lookers, pink skinned babies here’s a list
Of maybes I have saved for you.

Storm Warning

Hell for leather, lathered, drunk, you’re soused,
You’re pissed, you’re sunk,
The juke box now is drunk, just along the way,.
I had a call last
Saturday to say I’d thrown
My friends away, reversed the charges
On them all,
I made a lot of calls.
Is there a storm coming or are we just another shower,
Is this a storm warning,
Has someone just cut the power, is there a storm coming
Or are we just another shower,
Is there a storm coming, coming, coming.
I would have kept you free from harm rang the bells or
Raised alarms, I would have kept
Them all at bay except I thought I heard you say,
You’re the leper boy you can’t come in
The monkey god is now you’re king, you’re out,
You’re in, you’re out,
You’re in, you’re out,
You’re in, you’re out.
Is there a storm coming or are we just another shower,
Is this a storm warning,
Has someone just cut the power, is there a storm coming
Or are we just another shower,
Is there a storm coming, coming, coming.

Dark Star

A dark star follows me tonight
Filled with horror and delight
She’s come to make another son
A brother for the other one, who’s gone
The black storm on the pillow there,
Is the colour of her hair
Held by some strange gravity are my dark star and me.
A dark star follows you tonight, you’re filled
With horror and delight
You’ve come to make another son,
A brother for the other one
I hold a picture of your face, in my memory in embrace
With you I find I can’t replace
My dark star.

Stop

You think you’re lovely, I know that you’re wrong.
God made me ugly, so don’t string me along.
Give me the good stuff, I’ll leave you the rest,
Send me the good stuff and I’ll put you to the test,
I’m going to
Stop messing around, cos what have you found
On the dirty ground.
You think I’m stupid and I know that you’re right,
Or else why would I lie here in this big hollow night.
Did god make it easy, so easy on you,
Were you sent here to please me, well it won’t
Ge tyou through, cos I’m going to
Stop messing around, cos what have I found
On the dirty ground.
You’re going to stop messing around, cos what
have you found on the dirty ground.
Are we going to stop, are we going to stop,
Are we going to stop?

Sunlight Hits The Snow

Are your hand sunsteady, ready to be free
Are you almost ready, to sit next to me
If I go to where the sunlight hits the snow
Cos everyone knows that we’re bored with letting go
Is your head unready, ready to believe
Do you feel unsteady, sit next to me
Should I go to where the sunlight hits the snow
Cos everyone knows that we’re bored with letting go.
Cos everyone knows that when the sunlight hits the snow
We shall go, I just get bored with letting you know.

No Fear Of Falling

Through my sleepless days I've found
That in my dreamless sleep I'm bound
To one night hear the sound of your calling
Do not stumble through tonight, have no fear of falling.
And if nobody got lost and if no-one pays the cost
The price of this you may surmise is ever after
You won't stumble through tonight drowning
In their laughter
You won't stumble through tonight drowning
In their laughter.
In these moments we awake,
Our heads clear of the mistakes
How we never hit the brakes or felt it stalling
Just don't stumble through tonight, have no fear of falling
Don't stumble through tonight, have nor fear of falling.

Because

She turns the blue ksy black, I put her on her back
Am I dying, she is lying next to me, she comes again
From the central reservations,
In the subways at the station
It is waiting, it is waiting to be free, to come to me.
From the devil came a daughter,
I was bathing in her waters
She was crying, she was lying over me, we come again.
She turns the blue sky black, she puts me on my back
Is it the night time, it’s a lifeline to the day,
It will come again.
Kill me before you die, kill me before you die,
Cos I love you, cos I love you, don’t let it go, it will come again.

I Am Kloot

Untitled #1

you say you're like a tree or a bus stop
with your hands by your side
lets say you're like a field of tulips
cheap gold flowers in the sky
if the cavalry comes, is it really no suprise
count the calory cops, i'm allowing alibis
drag the shine off your stool and leave me, its raining outside
catch your life through some strange indifference, i don�t want lullabies
paralysed on parade and ready to drop you know
amazed and a mess, you may just stop me and go
(well he said he was a vegetarian, all those animals in water)
here come the calory cops, is it really no suprise?
and if the cavalry comes i'm allowing alibis
count your life like some strange and different
go one word at a a time
can't you hear the bells ringing
get your hands off my sky
in a place where the words all just fall apart
with the sound of a stutter
a mutter in your heartclock the spokes off your wheels, its safer just to ride
put your heart in the back, i've not once seen you smile
you say you're like a tree, or a bus stop

From Your Favourite Sky

Do you dare
Take a breathe
Do you dream of a tragic death
I know you do
Do you wail
Do you weap
Do you sing yourself to sleep
You delicate flower
And so what is love?
And who am I
To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
You were born
Forth from joy
You're every girl and boy
You know you are, you know you are
And you dress
Like a dame
And you burn on a catholic flame
By the hours, by the hours
And so what is love?
And who am I?
To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
You possess
S'avoir faire
Put cheap bleach on your hair
You know you do, you know you do
Do you dare
Take a breath
Do you dream of a tragic death
You delicate flower
And so what is love?
And who am I?
To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
And so what is love?
And who am I?
To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
From your favourite sky

Life In A Day

Life in a day
Fleet of foot
Full of grace
Love, mercy miles
Freedom fortune, such a filthy child
Life in a day
Life in a day
Stick your jokes, your hoax in a box
Chew the chains, loose the locks
Lease your mind and find a better rate
If freedom feels like a first mistake
Life in a day
Life in a day
Life in a day
See you hoof and move your feet of clay
Let it go you know, or let it break
Freedom feels like a first mistake
Life in a day
Life in a day
(You got your education) x3

Here For The World

There's nothing missing
You've got it all here
The sound of the thunder
The sound in your ear
You've no reminder no old photograph
Did you come for the money
Did you leave for the laugh
So read the words,
Read the words
You've got them all here
You've got them all here,
For the worldHere for the world,
I'm here for the worldAnd all you've got in it
I've nothing missing
I've got you all here
The sound of a thunder
Its sound in your ear
We've no reminder no old photograph
Did you come for the money
Will you leave for the laughs
So read the words, Read the words
You've got them all here
You've got them all here
For the world, For the world
We're here for the worldAnd all you've got in it
Your here for the world,
For the world
Your here for the world

Strange Arrangement Of Colour

A strange arrangement of colours
You found your feet where you put her
I'm after you, you're after me
The things that we say, the things that we see
We've got to be reminded,
Where did you go?
And what did you see, when you were there?
What did you leave? leave? leave? leave?
The light that is reflected
The times that you rejected
Your after me, I'm after you,
The things that we say The things that we do
We've got to be good looking
Where did you go? And what did you see,
When you were there?What did you leave? leave? leave? leave?
A lie that is rejected
A time that we reflected
I'm after you, you're after me
The things that we say, the things that we see
We've got to be reminded,
Where did you go?And what did you see, when you were there?
What did you leave? leave? leave? leave?

Cukoo

You stand like a rock, on top of the mountain
Run like a river, fall like a fountain
The grass still is growing, the wind still is blowing, about you
Reels like a strain, drinks like a scholar
Drown in this town, you can feel for one dollar
Since when were you bitten, where were you smitten
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Looks like a date, but seems like your brother
Seems like your father, your sister, your mother
Threw out in chains, wildhood and childhood, cuckoo
Drinks like a rogue, looks like no other
Looks like a dream, one you’ll discover
Seems like its bitten, whence were you smitten, cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Looks like a saint, drinks like a scholar
Dreams in this town you can buy for one dollar
Whence were you smitten, where were you bitten, cuckoo
Wrench like a chain(?), looks like no other
Your father, your mother, your sister, your brother
Have all since long gone, all since long gone
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Stand like a rock
You stand like a rock
Cuckoo
Cuckoo

Mermaids

Does it feel like religion
Does it crush your old ideas?
Well fold me in paper
I've got some here
And show me the warrant
To which I will attest
put me in handcuffs
I'll give it a rest
The light through he windows
Casts doubt on the mermaids
And they sing at the bottom of the sea
You've run out of business
In light of what you want
You've come wielding plastic
And gone straight to the front
You've rejigged and counted,
it's a mountain not too much
I'll give you my credence
if that's not enough
The light through the window
Casts down on the mermaids
And they sink to the bottom of the sea
You're reading the letters
that no-one ever wrote
I'm moving through something
I travel in hope
So read me the warrant,
to which i will attest
Put me in handcuffs
ill give it a rest
The light through he window
Casts down on the mermaids

Proof

Hey, could you stand another drink
I'm better when I don't think
It seems to get me through
Say, d'you wanna spin another line
Like we had a good time
Not that I need proof
Swell, we're living in a hotel
And someones ringing my bell
In a room without a view
Hey, heard you read another book
Should I take another look
Who am I
Without you
ahhhoooo
ahhh
ahhoooo
ahhh
ahh
Hey, could you stand another drink?
I'm better when I don't think
It seems to get me through
Say, d'you wanna spin another line
Like we had a good time
Not that I need proof
Swell, we're living in a hotel
Someone's ringing my bell
In a room without a view
Hey, heard you read another book
Should I take another look?
Who am I
Without you
ahhhoooo
ahhh
ahhoooo
ahhh
ahh
lalalalalalalalala
lalalalalala...

Sold As Seen

You know the place where faces fit
I've heard they've got a name for it
Lets go back to the sandy shores
The velvet skies are ours once more
We're fake, for real
Our minds are steel
Our eyes are green
We're sold as seen
I heard you joined the main parade
A hero dressed in ticker-tape
And go if all the worlds a trick
I'll take the sky and measure it
So leave your favourite photograph
The only thing you had that lasts
And go back to the sandy shores
The velvet skies are ours once more
There all for real
There is no deal
They're sold as seen
You know the place where faces fit
I've heard they've got a name for it
Lets go back to the sandy shores
The velvet skies are yours once more
You're fake, for real
Your minds are steel
Your eyes are green
You're sold as seen
Sold as seen
We're fake, for real
Our minds are steel
Our eyes are green
We're sold as seen
Sold as seen

Not A Reasonable Man

you're not having this,
and i'm not having that
i'm not a reasonable man,
i've come for it back
let 'em all in,
don't you know that i love a crowd
but i won't get the jokes,
'cos the laughters too loud
i never was slight, or silent with you
for one hour of delight, in the gathering gloom
i've no reservations,
i've got no roomfor these souvenirs,
to bring back for you
let 'em all in,
don't you know that i love a crowd
but they won't get the jokes,
'cos the laughters too loud
and i'm not the man you think i am at all
i was learning to walk,
and starting to crawl
i've no reservations,
i've got no roomfor these souvenirs,
to bring back to you
and you're not having this,
and i'm not having that
i'm not a reasonable man,
i've come for it back

3 Feet Tall

3 feet tall
With a head like a bowling ball
Cant get up from where you fall
D'you bring this back to me?
What’s it for?
Stood in the clothes that you once wore
Stood up from the night before
D'you drink and never leave?
Take my hand across the sand and lead me out to sea
Heaven sent the money we spent, give it back to me
Loneliness
It's got your name and your new address
When it walks in the place is a mess
And it drinks and never leaves
What’s it for?
Stood in the clothes that you once wore
Stood up from the night before
Do you dream and never sleep?
Heaven sent the money we spent, give it back to me
Take my hand across the sand and lead me out to sea
Take my hand across the sand and lead me out to sea
Heaven sent the money we spent, give it back to me
Fortune favours
Money takers
Get a sound and see
Sounds demental
Fashion central
Give it back to me

The Same Deep Water As Me

Swim out to the ocean
Drown your thought out at sea
And dip your hands in the water
The same deep water as me
You've been watching for cloudbursts
You've been praying for rain
Drench your soul in the water
Cleanse your heart of the stain
Cleanse your heart of the stain
The river of love
Flows deep through the night
Rolls you in with the waves
Drags you out with the tides
Swim out to the ocean
And drown our thoughts out at sea
And dipped your hands in the water
The same deep water as me
The same deep water as me

Reviews

Review of The Kashmir Gig, London, 17th December 1999, by Guy Lovelady (Founder of Ugly Man Records)

Until I saw Ian Ford's fan site for I am Kloot I was unaware that 17th December 1999 was a date written large in my life. The memories of that day are still very fresh but the date itself had been lost.

It was the first time that I had ever seen I am Kloot play. Not remarkable in itself but by this time they and I had already released their debut single To You/Titanic.

I had met Johnny early in the summer and in the course of a discussion about a gig booking at the Night & Day for a talented singer songwriter I was working with [Steve Finn], John had convinced me that I really ought to have a listen his latest musical offering. In the following months, I met his new combo, Pete and Andy, met his producer Guy [good name nice man] and fallen in love his new project. There are more stories surrounding all that which hopefully i can take you through another time.

But on 17th December 1999, I went to that London to see the fast emerging I am Kloot play at the Kasmir Club. "it's not easy tofind" said Pete Jobson and he was dead right. The west end in rush hour is the place of Satan but all those evil one way streets around Harley street and baker street were causing me an absolute nightmare. Ordinarily I would have parked somewhere easy and got the tube in but I had Andy's drum kit in the back of my car and time was getting close to sound check time. Blood pressure rising I made the gig, unloaded and went for a walk around and picked up a copy of Time Out.

Time Out made for exciting reading. There were 5 recommended gigs for the evening. Elton John - Wembley or somewhere like that, Ian Brown somewhere big and brash and third on the list I am Kloot at the Kashmir Club. This was a moment of pure ecstasy. Later at the venue I met the man responsible for the piece Andy Fraser, was the London based press agent whom Kloot's then manager had recruited to help spread the word in the papers and magazines, that decide on our behalf what is good and what is worth listening to. Andy was a diamond geezer and every inch the cockney waif/music biz mover and shaker I had envisaged from my previous phone conversations prior to us meeting. He was gentleness and sincerity personified [rare commodities indeed in this part of the business] he took me through his meticulous plan for the night and ongoing with the band with a passion born out of his total belief in the band and the music. The plan for the night involved his new band, who were called The Libertines. They had a very teenage/underage looking pretty boy lead singer, who had I known he was a rabid QPR fan who wrote for a club fanzine, I dare say I would have had a chat with him. But I didn't so I can't say I ever met Pete Doherty, but I saw the Libertines play one of their early gigs.

Another dramatic coincidence that evening was the guy doing the sound. Dave Dickie is another of those rich characters that populate the London music business. I had worked Dix on the very first record my brother and I released as Ugly Man records. He was half of Black and produced the smash hit Wonderful Life. Now after a lifetime in and out of the studio and on the road he had settled in SW London and was helping with running the Kashmir Club. The loveliest of coincidences prior to seeing Bramwell Jobson and Hargreaves justify my blind faith in their musical abilities.

For blind faith replace that with astute musical intuition, I am Kloot were/are/ will be one of the greatest live acts I have ever seen. In the intimate cellar room I could scarcely conceal the most cheesy of grins. I was working with a most incredible musical act. All the spacey atmospheric vibes that Bramwell had described to me on a bar stool in Night & Day and had then put on to vinyl rang totally true in this jazz den in London's west end. It was total bliss.

Later I would realise that wherever and whenever they played, they would always be totally on the money, great tunes, played well, great banter, whether you were stood in field, in a cellar, in a dance hall, I am yet to see anything less that complete and total consistency, without losing any of the bite, beauty and humanity.

So that, I will take to my grave with a sense of intense clarity and immense pride. That night I was Kloot, too. Magic

Single review of "Titanic/To You" by Piers Martin. NME 27th November 1999.

I Am Kloot 'Titanic/To You' (Ugly Man) Enchanting debut from a promising Manchester group who might just have heard one or two Go-Betweens albums seeping from the door of the local second-hand record shop as they trawled the city's streets in search of the same beguiling Manc spirit currently being touted by Badly Drawn Boy and, still, El Moz. Singer Johnny Bramwell need look no more, though, for both 'Titanic' and 'To You' are incisive, darkly humorous musings on the minutiae of life rendered listenable by their thinly veiled debt to kindred souls like Elliott Smith and Leonard Cohen. It's hard to get excited about something so self-deprecating and determinedly bleak, but bloody hell, we're trying. They Are Kloot, then, and they are not to be confused with Klute, the veteran junglist. (Piers Martin)

Highbury Garage Upstairs Gig Review by Siobhan Grogan. NME 27th Novermber 1999.

Sssh. You may need to listen closely, but you'll find something special if you do. There's nothing much to see, certainly, just two blokes perched on chairs in semi-darkness, eerily spotlit from below, in front of a drummer whose face barely emerges above his cymbals. But the pleasure is all in the listening.
Starting with similar roots to Shack, the terribly named Mancunians, I Am Kloot, take things slowly and gently. They're not about to ram their presence down anyone's throat and won't even rise to the bait of the irritating chattering hordes gathered at the back, knowing it's their loss.
For one thing, they're missing the affecting mix of influences that make I Am Kloot much more than just another band who know the power of silence. Indeed, despite being together for less than a year (incredibly, this is their London debut), I Am Kloot already write songs verging on classics.
Frontman Johnny Bramwell crams into each song the sort of prosaic lyrics normally expected from Morrissey, but couples them unexpectedly with soft jazz rhythms ('Sunlight Hits The Snow') and dramatically plaintive Burt Bacharach-inspired melodies ('Storm Warning'). "This is kind of lovely really," Johnny murmurs wistfully at one point. And he's not wrong. (Siobhan Grogan)

Notting Hill Arts Club gig review by Stevie Chick. NME 3rd March 2000.

Dawn Of The Replicants/ I Am Kloot "You've got blood on your legs," murmurs I Am Kloot's Johnny Bramwell from the darkness, "I'm in love with you". It's the opening gambit of an afternoon of acoustic reverie in the hands of two most idiosyncratic bands, ripping at the tapestry of rock and weaving shocking new shapes from their own with immeasurable grace.
Mancunian trio I Am Kloot aren't as befuddling or vague as their name. If singer/guitarist Johnny Bramwell's hauntingly Lennon-esque vocals are what initially catch your attention, you are also swiftly seduced by his simple, graceful songs, deliciously rendered here on fragile guitar, cresting bass and gently rumbling drums. More timeless than classicist, I Am Kloot are expert navigators of the bedsit soul. A single, 'Titanic', awaits your purchase.
Back from record label purgatory, Dawn Of The Replicants unveil a batch of new material, distorted brilliance that recalls Led Zeppelin's third album, left to warp in the sun. Songs like 'Hollywood Hills', stripped bare of FX and extraneous carnival noises, are deft mixtures of gentle psychedelia and skewed pop, only a critical few degrees astray from the mainstream.
The tired argument that DOTR have a tendency towards bloody-minded abstraction doesn't hold this afternoon. In this pared-down state, the simplicity of their songs, their addictively fried melodicism, are revealed. If they resist the over-elaborate productions which have sometimes sunk their records, this could be the beginning of a remarkable second wind. (Stevie Chick)

Interview with Johnny, Pete and Guy, by Ra Page. City Life Magaizine 3-18th May 2000.
HITTING THE RIGHT NOTE For two vocalists who collaborate on almost everything – Johnny Dangerously and Guy Garvey still have plenty to disagree about. Not least the issue of Manchester’s ‘acoustic scene’ and whether it actually has one. Ra Page pressed ‘record’ on the tape recorder and I Am Kloot’s bassist Pete Jobson bought the beers.
Johnny Dangerously: For a start, I’ve got a problem with the very phrase ‘acoustic music’, I really don’t fucking understand it. A song is a song. I could play something like I Am Kloot’s ‘Twist’ on the electric fucking glockenspiel if I could play the thing. It wouldn’t make much difference. Music is about notes, not the volume you play them at, or even the instruments you play them on. Acoustic, electric, synthetic – they’re all just versions of the same thing: a song.
Guy Garvey: Sorry, I disagree. What you’re saying may apply to bands like I Am Kloot, but with Elbow’s stuff there’s a distinction. Half of Elbow never play acoustically and don’t even come down to watch the other half play. There are certain songs that we have in our set which were written in a recording environment, and that are production-based tunes. They can’t be done acoustically because there isn’t a song structure to them. What gives the journey to those types of tunes is the production, different instruments coming in and out, and the way it’s all mixed together. It’s also a result of songs being written collectively. Acoustic isn’t just all music ‘stripped down and intimate’.
Johnny: OK, But for those songs that do have a song structure, acoustic nights like Gecko and Palookaville are the best places to test them out. The Stone Roses used to road test every one of their songs acoustically. If it didn’t work with just Ian Brown and John Squire on an acoustic, it wouldn’t appear on a Stone Roses album. If it wasn’t happening there, it wasn’t happening. When you’re playing on your own, the song has a lot more space to fill; it can’t hide behind an amp gain or fellow band members. There’s also a lot of passing trade at nights like Gecko. It’s free for punters so a lot of them aren’t actually there to hear you. Son in both ways it’s a really hard gig. There’s a kind of Frank Sinatra New York, New York thing going on, “if you can”, tush-tush! “make it in there…”
Guy: Again, I don’t agree. When MTV first started the whole unplugged thing, there was this ‘go on, lets see you with your pants off’ type vibe. It was competitive and point scoring. I don’t think Manchester’s acoustic nights are about that so much. They’re just portable gigs for kids who can’t afford a taxi to lug their gear about every night. There’s a guitar waiting at these nights for everyone to share, and it takes 20 second to do a soundcheck.
Johnny: Perhaps the reason I won’t admit there’s an acoustic scene at the moment is because of the labels that immediately get attached to ‘acoustic music’. It sounds worthy; it conjures images of Cat Stevens, Donovan, protest singers, and huge egos. As he acoustic guitar is so easy to play it does attract egos. But we’re trying to get away from that at the nights we run. There’s also a myth that acoustic music is always played meekly, softly in hushed surroundings. Whether playing on an electric or acoustic, I’ve always felt like The Clash were playing in me head. Just because things are quieter doesn’t mean they are any smaller, they’re often bigger.
Guy: I do think these stigmas are beginning to fall away though. There’s a mainstream appreciation for acoustic music that hasn’t been there for a long time – people like Elliot Smith, Ben & Jason, Belle & Sebastian. People are digging out their Nick Drake albums. It’s some sort of reaction to the full-on guitar thing that’s been happening for so long. Though it isn’t a direct response to it or anything. What’s gone wrong with the music industry in the last few years is that they are trying to apply the ethics that work in any other business to something that changes all the time. They find a formula that works for a band, like Oasis or The Verve, and then try to duplicate the formula in order to calculate their projected figures and they always fall flat on their face. If they don’t take a chance on something and actually have an opinion, if they haven’t got someone with artistic vision in a position where they can get money then it won’t work. In the same way, you can’t get a formula from the Gecko night to apply to other nights. The point is that you’ve just got to be relaxed about it, whether you’re organising it or just coming to listen.
Pete Jobson: In the end, there’s a core group of performers who you’re generally guaranteed to see at these gigs: Brain Glancy, us three, Sleepwalker, Indigo Jones. Maybe that’s where the scene is. It’s hardly a scene, it’s just friendship really: playing in front of friends and strangers who only come down for the £1 bottles of Carling. In that sense, it’s completely organic. That’s maybe why people are calling it a scene because instead of looking for record companies and big breaks, these people are saying bollocks to that, it’s up to companies to find us. It’s this natural longevity that musicians’ careers are built on: people doing their own thing.

I Am Kloot Profile, by Ra Page. City Life Magaizine 3-18th May 2000.
Name:
I Am Kloot (after classic 60’s flicks I am Sparticus and Klute).
Personnel :John Harold Arnold Bramwell, aka Johnny Dangerously (vocals, lead guitar) Pete Jobson (bass) Andy Hargreaves (drums)
Choice track: Debut single ‘To You’ released on Ugly Man last November and featured on the coming Wall of Sound compilation We Love You SO Love Us “Because it’s about Ghosts and it sounds like there’s ghosts on it”.
Trivia: Aged 12, Johnny Watched a woman singing with a guitar in a Welsh pub when the ‘I could do that’ thought occurred. He’s been borrowing other people’s guitars ever since, even now with a Wall of Sound record deal still drying on the page, he still doesn’t own one.
Unplugged: Evicted from his band the Face Brothers at 18, John’s debut solo gig was in front of a packed London audience. “I ran on” he recalls “tripped on a mic lead, fell off the edge of the stage, broke my guitar and climbed back on for a standing ovation without even playing a note. As I limped off, the MC baptised me ‘there you go! Johnny Dangerously’”. The hazardous one has been a stalwart of Manchester’s acoustic nights from the New Troubadours performance night (Follies, Tuesdays) “where Carol Batton was about the sanest one there”, to Chris Coupe’s Manchester Busker (Green Room). Johnny toured with Lemn Sissay and Henry Normal as ‘The Last Poets Society’ and presented Granada’s Music show Juice. From ’97 to ’99 he was the promoter for Night & Day’s Acoustic Mancunia night where he met Pete and Andy with whom he formed I Am Kloot last summer. Johnny and Pete now work as A&R men for Guy Lovelady’s Ugly Man Records (rejuvenated for Manchester bands like Elbow, Brian Glancy and Sleepwalker) while Johnny hosts Gecko and Palookaville. I Am Kloot are arguably the sub-luminary triumvirate around which the acoustic scene, if there is one, revolves. “Only there isn’t one” insists Johnny “just a surplus of bands around with real songs”.



There are two myths about Manchester, which persist. Firstly, it never stops raining. Secondly, gangs of scallies roam the streets in search of mischief. Tonight, it never stopped raining and my car was stolen. Still, a little rain never hurt anyone and I could do with the exercise.
If the British music press are to be believed, Manchester’s northern star is once again in the ascendancy. The rise of a group of local acoustic based bands has garnered enough column inches to warrant talk of a genuine scene emerging. Certainly venues like Night And Day and across town The Blue Cat Café are giving new songwriters a chance to air their pastoral wears in public. While certain elements of the British music industry are desperate to breath life back into a stagnant music scene, talk of a new scene could be premature. I AM KLOOT lead singer Johnny Bramwell has already made his position clear on the subject in the local press and reiterates the point tonight. ‘There is no scene!”, he exclaims.
I was here primarily to see I AM KLOOT but tonight was also a showcase for acts on the new We Love You…So Love Us compilation. This made the gig feel like a real event. As a prelude to the main attraction, we were treated to a fine set by American singer-songwriter Shawn Lee. An attentive crowd seemed to appreciate his efforts.
There was a palpable air of excitement in the crowd as I AM KLOOT took the stage. Friends and family aside, it was noticeable how much genuine warmth and good will was directed towards Johnny Bramwell. More commonly known in these parts as Johnny Dangerously, Johnny has been on the periphery of the music scene in Manchester for nearly twenty years. In the early 1980s he fronted The Face Brothers and more recently The Mouth; all without any great success. But that could all change very soon. With just over twelve months experience under their collective belts, there is still something shambolic about the band's performance. This is not a criticism, it’s a compliment. I am sick of seeing new bands with a smug look of accomplishment on their faces. These bands are playing to a crowd of A.R. men, not us.
Peter Jobson on bass and Andy Hargreaves on drums provide a solid back bone to Johnny’s songs of bliss and despair. Prone to bouts of self-deprecation, Johnny balances the scales with biting verbal attacks. I’m reminded of The LA’S in their pomp and Billy Bragg in his most heartbreaking moments. Eschewing the pose of the moody, aloof rock star, Johnny is not afraid to make a fool of himself. The crowd are more than happy to indulge his more comedic moments. At one point he auctions the engineer’s shoes!
I was a little disappointed that the set was cut short by a lack of material. The band were profuse in their apologies and assured us that a whole album’s worth of new stuff would be written by September. I AM KLOOT are not the finished article just yet, but I’m confident that, if the next batch of songs can rival the current set, ant rough edges can be smoothed out. (Mark Rezzano)

Biography

I AM KLOOT are:
John Bramwell - Voice/ Guitar
Pete Jobson - Bass Guitar
Andy Hargreaves - Drums

For a pint-sized, snot-nosed little scruff from Hyde, John Bramwell has one hell of a way with words, a voice like a fallen angel and a genius for capturing the dark side of love almost as great as his ability to make a calamity out of a casual affair. The diminuitive scallywag has a genius for penning twisted torch songs and heart-wrenching serenades laced with gorgeous melodies, littered with savage one-liners.
Born in the East Manchester suburb of Hyde, Johnny spent his teenage years picking out songs by dead people on borrowed guitars, before absconding abroad to busk on the streets of Paris, Athens and San Fransisco - living on fresh air, writing songs for foreign paramours and moving on each time they threw him out. After almost starving to death on the streets of Paris, he finally decided to come home. “Paris is the worst place to busk in the world,” he declared. “I think you get a better class of disinterested twat in the subways of Stockport!”

Back home, Johnny shacked up in a caravan in North Wales for a year, singing songs to cows. When he got bored with that he decided to return to his native Manchester and try his luck there. On his second day back he walked into the Manchester’s bohemian epicentre, The Night and Day Cafe (“kind of like the Left Bank crossed with a lunatic asylum”) and blagged his way into a job as a gig promoter. Charged with the task of filling the bookings sheet with the cream of local talent, Johnny quickly realised that the cream of local talent would be put to better use as his backing band. Given the use of a free phone and a contact list to die for, he set about putting his pop dream together, recruiting bassist Pete Jobson and drummer Andy Hargreaves from separate local acts.
Brought up in Newcastle, Pete moved to Manchester in the mid-’90s, after seeing John Cooper Clarke on the TV. “I was just blown away. I wanted to go where all that energy was. So I did.” Andy, meanwhile, had been paying his dues in a succession of bands in his native Stockport. “Johnny said if I didn’t join his band he’d make sure I never played in Manchester again. When I said ‘No’ he said I could probably forget London too. I didn’t believe a word of it, of course. But I thought, why not?”

Meanwhile, Johnny became embroiled in a personal soap opera that scandalised Manchester’s Northern Quarter - he got into a fist fight with the Night And Day’s Dutch proprietor, made mortal enemies of several barmaids and became a familiar sight dragging his guitar through the gutter of Oldham Street, looking like a man who’d fallen into a washing machine on a vigorous spin cycle. When local impressario boss Guy Lovelady rang one day to plug one of his bands, Johnny wouldn’t even discuss them. Within 15 minutes he’d talked the hapless label boss into putting out his record. Lovelady, a true music fan, and one of the best-loved figures on the Manchester music scene - didn’t even hear the release he’d paid for until it was released. He loved it.

I Am Kloot played their first gig at the Night And Day - the sight of a gaggles of girls clustered around the stage indicating that Johnny’s clubfoot Casanova reputation had quickly spread. A week later, the debut single Titanic/ To You was released. Reviewing the singles that week in the NME that week, Piers Martin initial response was “Bloody hell!”, before recovering his wits to laud its “incisive, darkly humorous musings.” Reviewing the band’s debut London show at the Highbury Garage upstairs, in the same issue, Siobhan Grogan took one look at them live and proclaimed: “I Am Kloot already write songs verging on classics.” Johnny refused to take the Great White Wordsmith plaudits too seriously. “Words? It’s just junk! I’m making it up!” he told the Melody Maker, with typical contrariness.
Meanwhile, Johnny’s reputation for recklessness was beginning to get on top off him. “I am able to lead a normal life!” he protested to Mancunian listings mag City Life. “I’ve held down a job, everything’s been fine...” City Life’s pop correspondent clearly had information to the contrary, but was in little doubt as to the potential of the man he was interviewing. “The best songwriter in Manchester by about the length of Deansgate.” he announced. No small praise from a magazine that’s had it’s ear to the underground of Manchester’s mercurial music scene for the best part of 15 years.

The second single, a double A-side featuring 86 TVs and Twist (featuring the now infamous ‘blood on your legs’ refrain) was released by Ugly Man on Valentines Day 2000 - appropriately enough on red vinyl. It saw the band make further forays into the capital, playing a spellbinding show at the Monarch in Camden. This time, The Guardian were there to check out the fuss. “Five feet of attitude with piercing eyes and a blunt Mancunian yowl” was how Maddy Costa appraised the diminuitive singer, before gushing: “...proper pop songs with memorable choruses that you can easily imagine topping the charts...unsettling lyrics that ricochet around the room.” Gush quickly melted into swoon. “You start wondering if this is how Alan McGee felt on the legendary night he saw Oasis in Glasgow’s King Tut’s...”

Incidentally, most critics attempted to draw loose comparisons to the band’s spiritual forebears, which their press officer was forbidden - under pain of a sadistic beating - from dignifying by reprinting them here.

The band finally signed to Wall Of Sound offshoot We Love You in May 2000, contributing To You to the labels’ inaugural compilation CD, We Love You....So Love Us in June. Performing at a launch party on the Thames, Johnny did his best to incite the crowd: “Peasants!” he screamed, to the astonishment of the assembled liggers and freeloaders. “We’re pulling the fucking strings here, you greasy monkeys.” By this stage, Time Out were advising it’s readers to “catch them before they conquer the world”.

With an EP planned for the October, to be followed by an album in February 2001, the band look set - just so long as they can manage to control their errant frontman.
“I think it’s pure compulsion” says Pete of his “It’s not for any other reason. It’s just pure passion.”

“And then he blames it on the music!” chips in Andy, as a round of guffawing ensues.
Johnny shrugs.

“I’m not gonna change, I still don’t own a guitar, and the terrible consequences and beauty of it will all be on the album” he says, imparting just a glimmer of that wicked irony. “We can change people’s lives at three decibels.”

(Taken From Iamkloot.com 2003)

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Gigography

1999

OCTOBER

12TH -Briton's Protection, Manchester
30TH - Night & Day Cafe, Oldham Street, Manchester.

NOVEMBER

18TH - The Garage Upstairs, Highbury Corner, London.

DECEMBER

8TH - The Kashmir Club, Paddington St, London.
18TH - St Anne's Church, St Anne's Square, Manchester.

2000

FEBRUARY

12TH - Notting Hill Arts Club, London
19TH - Night & Day Cafe, Manchester

MARCH

11TH - Craft & Design Centre, Manchester

APRIL

1ST - Under Solo Club, Camden Town, London
4TH -The Social, Nottingham
13TH -Greenock, Scotland.
14TH -Nice & Sleazy, Glasgow
23RD -Camden, London
27TH -The Rota Club, The Pool, East London

MARCH

10TH - The Scala, London
11TH -The Monarch, Camden, London
22ND -Manchester University, Main Debating Hall
23RD -Garage, Glasgow
27TH - 'Blow Up' @ The Wag Club, Soho, London
28TH -The Embassy Club, Islington, London (DJ Set).
28TH - Under Solo, Camden Town, London (DJ Set).

JUNE

3RD -Night & Day Cafe, Manchester
10TH - River Thames Love Boat Party, The Regalia, London (with Shawn Lee).

JULY

2ND -Breeze Festival, Leeds
21ST -Camden Monarch, London (recorded live for XFM radio session).
22ND - Loving The Alien, Sheffield Leadmill
23RD -Glam Slam!, Night & Day Cafe, Manchester

AUGUST

6TH -Eastern Promise Festival, Norwich.
12TH -Emmboda Festival, Sweden.
13TH -D:Percussion/Water's Edge Festival - Manchester (Castlefield Arena).
25TH - The Carling Weekend - Reading.
28TH -The Carling Weekend - Leeds.

SEPTEMBER

7TH - Camden Monarch, London (filmed for Channel 4 / Channelfly Sessions).
15TH - Rocket, Leeds
16TH - Little Civic, Wolverhampton
17TH - Band on the Wall, Manchester
19TH -Roadmenders, Northampton
20TH -Lomax, Liverpool
21TH -King Tuts, Glasgow
23RD -Fleece & Firkin, Bristol
24TH -Wedgewood Rooms, Portsmouth
25TH - Concorde, Brighton (Gig cancelled!)
26TH - Dingwalls, London

NOVEMBER

23RD - Red Box, Dublin (with Ian Brown)

DECEMBER

11TH - Astoria, London (with Shane McGowan)

2001

JANUARY

Supporting : THE WEBB BROTHERS

8TH - Northampton Roadmenders
9TH - Hull Adelphi
10TH - York Fibbers
12TH - Aberdeen Lemontree
13TH - Glasgow king tuts
14TH - Edinburgh the venue
16TH - Manchester hop & grape
17TH - Liverpool lomax
18TH - Stoke sugarmill
20TH - Sheffield leadmill
21ST - Wolverhampton varsity
22ND - Norwich artscentre
24TH - London dingwalls
25TH - Brighton Pavillion
26TH - Oxford Zodiac
27TH - Colechester Arts centre
28TH - London Elbow rooms - kosovo benefit album launch gig
29TH - Exeter Cavern Club
30TH - Bristol Fleece
31ST - Swansea University

FEBRUARY

1ST - Cardiff lyb Ifor Bach
3RD - Leeds Rocket
4TH - Nottingham Social

JULY

6TH - Italy Arezzo Wave Love Festival
7TH - England Manchester KeyFest
8TH - Scotland Kinross T In The Park
16TH - Switzerland Montreux Jazz Festival
27TH - Japan Fuji Rock Festival

AUGUST

11TH - France St Malo La Route Du Rock
23RD - Belgium Pukkelpop Festival
24TH - England Reading Reading Festival
25TH - England Leeds Leeds Festival
26TH - Holland Biddingshuizen Lowlands Festival

2002

JULY

4TH Arezzo Wave Festival - Arezzo, Italy
6TH Summer Sundae Festival - Leicester

AUGUST

5TH Benicassim Festival - Benicassim - Spain
31ST Brookfields Farm - 100 Acres - Cambridge

2003

FEBRUARY

Supporting: Turin Brakes

24TH Aberdeen Music Hall
25TH Glasgow Barrowlands
26TH Newcastle Uni
28TH Manchester Academy

MARCH

Supporting: Turin Brakes

1ST Liverpool Uni
2ND Lancaster Sugar House
4TH Birmingham Academy
5TH Leeds Uni
6TH Sheffield Octagon
7TH Leicester DM Uni
9TH Nottingham Rock City
10TH Norwich UEA
11TH Brighton Dome
12TH Cambridge Corn Exchange
14TH Folkestone Leas Cliff Hall
15TH Portsmouth Pyramids
16TH Bristol Academ
17TH Exeter Uni Lemon Grove
19TH Oxford Brookes Uni
20TH Brixton Academy

AUGUST

8TH Italy, Urbino, Fequenze Disturbate Festival
16TH UK, Chelmsford (Hylands Park) V2003 (JJB Tent)
17TH UK, Staffordshire (Weston Park), V2003 (JJB Tent)
24TH UK, Edinburgh, Corn Exchange (T On The Fringe)

SEPTEMBER

11TH Ireland, Cork, Savoy*
12TH Ireland, Kilarney, The Gleneagle Hotel*
13TH Ireland, Galway, Cuba*
14TH UK, Derry, The Nerve Centre*
15TH UK, Belfast, Mandela Hall*
17TH Belgium, Brussels, Orangerie**
20TH Ireland, Dublin, Vicar St.
22ND UK, Aberdeen, The Lemon Tree
23RD UK, Glasgow, Garage
25TH UK, Stoke, Sugarmill
26TH UK, Nottingham, The Rescue Rooms
27TH UK, Liverpool, Academy 2
29TH UK, Norwich, Waterfront
30TH UK, Colchester, Arts Centre

OCTOBER

1ST UK, Cambridge, The Junction
2ND UK, Oxford,
3RD UK, Bristol, Fleece & Firkin
5TH UK, Exeter, Lemon Grove
6TH UK, Portsmouth, Wedgewood
7TH UK, Brighton, Concorde 2
8TH UK, London, Shepherds Bush Empire
10TH UK, Birmingham, Academy 2
11tTH UK, Sheffield, Leadmill
12TH UK, Manchester, The Ritz
13TH UK, Newcastle, Northumbria University

2004

JANUARY

17TH Whelans, Dublin
30TH Night and Day, Manchester
31ST Night and Day, Manchester

FEBRUARY

4TH ICA, London

JUNE

2ND Ireland, Cork, Half Moon Theatre 4270022 Thu 3 Ireland, Limerick, Dolans
4TH Ireland, Galway, Cuba
5TH Ireland, Dublin, The Village (Heineken Green Energy Festival)
6TH UK, Belfast, Empire
24TH UK, London, Barfly
25TH - UK, Pilton, Glastonbury Festival (Other Stage)
26TH Germany, Scheesel, Hurricane Festival (Second Stage)
27TH Germany, Neuhausen, Southside Festival (Second Stage)

JULY

1-4TH Denmark, Roskilde festival Odeon Stage
13TH Italy, Cosenza, Invasioni Festival

AUGUST

6TH Germany, Rees-Haldern, Haldern Festival
8TH – UK, London, Somerset House (main support to Snow Patrol)
20TH – Belgium, Hasselt, Pukkelpop (Club Stage)
21ST – Holland, Biddinghuizen, Lowlands Festival (Grosch Tent)
26TH – Austria, Vienna, 2 Days A Week Festival

2005

MARCH

US TOUR DATES

6TH USA, Charleston, WV Mountain Stage
8TH USA, NYC, Mercury Lounge
10TH USA, NYC, Pianos
11TH USA, Brooklyn, NY, South Paw
14TH USA, Silver Lake, CA (L.A), SpaceLand
15TH USA, Los Angeles, CA, Cinespace
17TH USA, Austin, TX, SXSW

APRIL

8TH UK, Cardiff, Barfly
9TH UK, Liverpool, Academy 2
10TH UK, Edinburgh, The Venue
11TH UK, Birmingham Academy 2 Wed 13 UK, Stoke, Sugarmill
14TH UK, Nottingham, Rescue Rooms
15TH UK, Northampton, Soundhaus
16TH UK, Oxford, The Zodiac
18TH UK, Bristol, Fleece & Firkin
19TH UK, Brighton, Komedia
20TH UK, Portsmouth, Wedgewood Rooms
21ST UK, London, Electric Ballroom
23RD UK, Sheffield, Leadmill
24TH UK, Manchester, Ritz

IRISH TOUR DATES

27TH Ireland, Cork, The Vault
28TH Ireland, Limerick, Dolan's
29TH Ireland, Galway, Roisin Dublin
30TH Ireland, Dublin, The Village

MAY

EUROPEAN TOUR DATES

11TH France, Paris, Le Nouveau Casino
12TH Belgium, Brussels, Rotonde (Botanique Festival)
13TH Holland, Groningen, Vera
14TH Holland, Amsterdam, Melkweg
15TH Holland, Rotterdam, Nighttown
17TH Austria, Vienna, Szene Wien ATS
18TH Germany, Munich, Ampere
19TH Italy, Bologna, Covo
20TH Switzerland, Geneva, L'Usine
22ND Germany, Frankfurt, Batschkapp
23RD Germany, Cologne, Prime Club
24TH Germany, Berlin, Postbahnhof
25TH Germany, Hamburg, Knust

JUNE

3RD Switzerland, Basel, Barfuesserplatz (Imagine Festival)

2005

OCTOBER

23RD Scala, London
24TH Academy 1, Manchester

Discography

Right Im going to get started on a Discography I think, if anything is wrong or anyone wants to add something just comment and I will change it!



To You/Titanic
Ugly Man Records
7" Single Only 1000 pressed
01/11/99 - Manchester only release
15/12/99 - Nationwide release



Twist/86 TV's
Ugly Man Records
7" - Double A side.
CD - Twist/ 86 Tv's/ 86 Tv's (Video)
14/02/00 - Manchester only release
01/05/00 - Nationwide release.


Dark Star
We Love You Records
7" - Dark Star/To You
CD - Dark Star/To You/ Titanic
26/02/01

Natural History
We Love You Records
12"
CD


1. To You
2. Morning Rain
3. Bigger Wheels
4. No Fear Of Falling
5. Loch
6. Storm Warning
7. Darkstar
8. Stop
9. Sunlight Hits The Snow
10. Twist
11. 86's TV
12. Because
26/03/01


Morning Rain
We Love You Records
7" - Morning Rain/Proof (Demo)
CD - Morning Rain /Proof (Demo)/Twist (Live in Paris)
25/06/01

Untitled#1
Echo Label
7" (1000 pressed) - Untitled #1/Mermen
CD - Untitled #1 (Radio Edit)/Mermen/Untitled #1 (Full Length)
24/03/02


Life In A Day
Echo Label
7" - Life in the Day/This House Is Haunted
CD 1 -Life In A Day/This House Is Haunted/Cinders
CD 2 -Life In A Day/Deep Blue Sea/By Myself/Life In A Day (Video)
09/06/03


3 Feet Tall
Echo Label
7" – 3 Feet Tall/From Your Favourite Sky (Peel Session)
CD 1 - 3 Feet Tall/From Your Favourite Sky (Peel Session)/Strange Arrangement of Colour
CD 2 - 3 Feet Tall/Monkeys/Big Tears/3 Feet Tall (Video)
08/09/03


I Am Kloot
Echo Label
12"
CD

Untitled #1
From Your Favourite Sky
Life In A Day
Here For The World
A Strange Arrangement Of Colour
Cuckoo
Mermaids
Proof
Sold As Seen
Not A Reasonable Man
3 Feet Tall
The Same Deep Water As Me
15/09/03


From Your Favourite Sky
Echo Label
7" - From Your Favourite Sky
CD -From Your Favourite Sky/Life In A Day (Live)/Not A ReasonableMan/ From Your Favourite Sky [Live]/From Your Favourite Sky [Video]
22/03/04

Gods And Monsters
Echo Label
12"
CD



No direction home
Gods and monsters
Over my shoulder
An ordinary girl
The stars look familiar
Strange without you
Astray
Hong Kong lullaby
Sand and glue
Avenue of hope
Dead men's cigarettes
Coincidence
I believe
11/04/05




Maybe I Should
Skinny Dog Records
7" - Maybe I Shoud/ Strange Little Girl
CD -Maybe I Should/Strange Little Girl
18/11/05