brmc

my ultra exciting brmc story

okay, so i was sitting at my cafe (and yes it is my cafe, i've been going there long enough) chatting with a friend.  and there was this guy sitting a few tables down who i just *knew* was a rock star.  he had that look.  but not only was it a rock star look, but a britpop look as well.  well, knowing i was probably never going to see him again in my life i chucked my inhibitions out the window and we walked up to him.  my friend had met him before, he was (is?) a friend of her ex-boyfriend who worked at the cafe.  so she had the excuse. she re-intoduced herself, and i introduced myself,  and he introduced himself.  he said his name was peter.  i then asked, 'are you a britpop kid?'

he asked what i meant by 'brit pop,' so i told him.  my definition included bands like pulp, suede, the verve, and radiohead.  he said that when he thought of 'britpop,' he thought of bands like oasis.  i scoffed at the idea!  and so we began to talk about music.  we discussed the new radiohead (kid a), which i think is amazing and he thought was a bit of alright.  he asked me if i liked spiritualised, and i told him id only heard a bit.  it went on like that for quite a little while, then he asked me if id heard a band (whose name i cannot remember) who sounded like the velvet underground.  i said no, the closest id heard to a velvet undergound type-rip-off band would be the dandy warhols.  we talked about them for a bit, then he said (with an incredible amout of modesty, too much, in fact!) that his band had just finished touring with them.  i was shocked and amazed! i had just seen the dandies on that tour!  i said, so youre in television eye (the not terribly good band that opened for them at the fillmore)?  he said no.

he told me his band opened for the dandies on a different bit of the tour.  for all the times i had referred to pop stars with their christian names, peter could! when he talked about courtney (the dandies frontman) he really had the right to be that informal!! in addition i was right!  the guy was a rock star!  i asked him about his band.  when he told me the name, i said, thats a mouthful! to which he replied with a half smile, thats the point.  he also told us that the brmc had just been signed to virgin.  that completely blew me away: i was sitting at my little cafe talking someone whose band was on one of my favourite labels!! he suggested we listen to a few cds, which i thought was a brilliant idea.  peter went to his *huge* van and brought back a small stack of cds, it was then i realised he meant for us to listen to them in my car (a cute little subaru named pudd!).  i would have been fine with that, but my car was really quite filthy.  he said that he only didnt suggest his van in the first place because he didnt want to come off like a . . .well . . . a pervert. my friend (who is neither an anglophile nor a britpop fiend, but had been listening quite patiently, and apparently, with some interest) and i laughed, and we all walked to the van.  peter played us spiritualised, white stripes, spectrum, cat power, and finally, the brmc.  he asked if it was 'half of alright?'  i liked the other bands well enough, but the brmc was fantastic!! i told him so, and he seemed pleased by it. the hour was getting late for all of us, and i had somewhere else to be.  he told my friend and i that we could have some of the cds, he got free records from virgin! i told him what i really wanted was a copy of his stuff, but unfortunately that was not possible.  so i took spectrum ('forever alien') and she got spiritualised ('laser guided melodies').  we parted ways, but only after i got the bands web site address.  the evening had truly become something far more than a trip to the cafe for a nice cuppatea!

'id love to know what happened next!!'

'im totally lost! take me back to the beginning!!

'fine! meet a rock star without me!'