So Turtle & spent last night trying (and failing) to make a recording of our septic tank slip-slooping around in the hull which, a month since our first pump out, is pretty fucking loud and has become a regular feature of our floating existence.

We have become obsessed with using this homely sound as a sample on our cover of Department S’s 1980 stiff records hit; “Is Vic There?” which will be aptly re-titled “Is Shit There?”

It’s not the obsession with our own waste which worries me so much as the way we are personifying it and seeking to immortalise it in music.

Who says that romance is dead?

Thank fuck that the festival season starts next week with Glastonbury. It has never been more needed.