THEY SHOULD HAVE JUST NOT SAID ANYTHING THEN NOONE WOULD HAVE KICKED UP A FUSS‏

Hell I'm hungover to but happy today. Last night saw Electrelane come and go to Manchester it saw me, the Lola's, the Hotpants and the Elvis dancing hard. Then dancing harder to The Smiths and passing out wet-footed on a sofa. We're bruised, bashed and very very broken. Good luck to Kate for friday yeah...

SO...this is a super short post, Seb has whittled enough for one day, just remember the weekend is good, very very good

Matt
xx

TINNITUS DOWN SOUTH

Went to see Trencher last night. Had the dirtiest night in a long time. Here's how the story goes: Started by taking a girl to a kebab shop in search of quick eats and discovered the joy of Turkish pizza, a jalepeno attack on the senses countered by waves of parsley and chicken on top of a doughy base. It took ages to make but was worth the wait. We hit Catch in east London, a loveley, stinky dive of a boozer, spent too much money on beers and rocked out to some sweet noise. Hands On Heads played and were the good days of Help She Cant Swim reincarnated without the hipocrisy or the irony, just straight up boy/girl/riff/synth fuzz. Trencher knocked us for six, I've wanted to see them for a long time and its been worth the wait since I got the Esquilax split many moons ago. I thought they were genius in huge mangled bass, drums, charity shop casio form. Sexbeat done good, thanks for the posters too. It all ended in the beigel shop with stella watching all the late night characters come and go. Tuna and cheese is best.

Anyway, Dans Le Matin is finally established. My man Matt is shooting his mouth off from the deepest depths of Sheffield, so here's a southern perspective for you. I don't think we're going to get a zine out before christmas, so we're just updating the blog every so often and keeping things moving slowly. We're letting everything simmer in an attempt to get our first publication just right. We've got ideas shooting out all over the place right now; we're thinking a food based zine, a few poems, some photographs, who knows? Once it gets going, it will be good.

I got the new That Fucking Tank single today. From the snippets on the web I thought I was going to be quietly dissapointed. Turns out I shouldnt have doubted James and Andy and now Giles, becuase the two new tunes are awesome! The seven comes in heavy picture disc form and sounds rifftastic. I also found a Disco Drive album for three quid in the Pure Groove sale today. Excellent.

The polaroid is a snap from this years Bestival, one of the few summer festivals to still deliver musical epiphanies. Good, sunshine times.

Tips for right now - keep spending too much money on records, eat more spinach, show the people that don't dance how its done.

Seb x

HAPPINESS UP NORTH

So now I have my own log-in and all that stuff, I'll smash out another post for all 'a y'all, and give you a run down on how busy and tired yet happy and optimistic the Dans Le Matin club are.

From previous projects the zines and goodies we have left are running out fast, anything we've done in the past will not return so once its gone...its gone. You can still get a few bits from the Sushi Grass myspace page, but it is very very limited over there. You can also buy some bits from Half A Handshake shows and if you're very quick get in touch with us direct through me or him .

Tonight I'm lucky enough to be hitting Manchester with some lovely lovely lovely people to see one of the last Electrelane shows, it should be awesome if the Sheffield show a month or so back is anything to go by. Friday night sees me and the Half A Handshake gang going off to Manchester again to see northern girls Hotpants Romance kick ass for what I'm lead to believe will be an incredibly hard party. Then saturday takes us to The Red House in Sheffield for Coughs And Sneezes Spread Diseases put on by the Lola girls.

I dare say sunday will be a day of big duvets, hot and sour soup, Neutral Milk Hotel and talking jibberish. I can't wait!

Matt xx

TIRED EYES AND CUT HEADS

So, my first posting is feeling pretty fresh. I've just crawled away from a cracker of a weekend and I thought i'd stick up something I've completed recently for a day going ahead in Sheffield that Half A Handshake are putting on with their super nice friends Lola and The Cartwheels. Its on the 8th December and will be better than your life. Bands are still being confirmed and it's picking up some momentum, so keep your eyes on it.

I'm going to be posting on here regularly now, I'm starting to pick up the felt-tip pens again, a big DamnSeaLegs update is long overdue, and you wouldn't believe how excited we are about LOVE and some other projects in the pipeline.

Right now it's all about wine glasses full of cider, musical girls, graph paper, soup and rock 'n' roll fun!

Matt xx

KILLER CLUB SANDWICH

The project is starting to move on a little more, a little quicker, a little inspiring due to the emails that are being pinged back and forth. We've decided on the themes for the LOVE issue, our debut zine, we're going to be writing and illustrating early morning, late night adventures, the crackle of heavy, black vinyl and the genius of David Thomas Broughton, amongst other things. We want the first issue to be optimistic, full of the small details that make life so interesting and colourful, just imagination and a little bit of something abstract printed onto white paper that smells nice, wrapped up in card ready for curious eyes.

We have some other zines planned already, they will be dedicated to Messages In A Bottle, Heroes, Travel and Spontaneity. Maybe some polaroids. Who knows? Thats the beauty if you keep it cheap, limited and hand crafted. Anything could happen. And thats why even though we stopped listening to punk rock and even though Ian Mackaye has kind of dropped off our radar, we know plain and simple that DIY is the purest form of creativity.

Here's a polaroid from London town, taken on a grey day, of grey objects, but still exciting. Look and feel the steady pour of people cascade from everywhere and taste the 2am beigels.

We're pretty much feeling the latest Lo Fi Fink single, 'City', becuase it's in love and reminiscent and looking ahead, and also the last side of the Zidane album when Mogwai delve deep into their psyche and spill out this freedom of imagination in the form of pure wonderful noise like they haven't done in years, and then there's that time we danced to Black Lips with a swagger in our step, cheap drunk on bad cider. Thats whats inspiring us right now.

DLM x

THE COLD, THE DARK, THE NEW

We don't have a website becuase the only one of us that had Dreamweaver changed computers and lost their hallowed website making software. So this is where it will start. Our very own blog! Each post will come with a polaroid, in an attempt to celebrate the medium and to remind us to take more. We love polaroids, they are the best way capturing a moment, only a simple moment, but a square frame filled with shape, colour and life. And its right there, drying in your pocket, waiting to be stuck into the album back home.

We haven't published anything yet, but our first issue is set. DLM001 will be Love. A zine dedicated to the things we love. Stupid things like morning, spring, knitwear, good sandwiches, cassettes and sensible things like music, record players and European beer. It will be available soon soon soon.

Dans Le Matin was formed becuase the projects we were in before came to a close when we all moved away from where we were based. Friends left for study, jobs and travel, and things dispersed. We're now settled back down and ready to do something. We want to produce high quality zines, on nice, heavy paper, that feature idealistic writing, illustration and photography. Everything we produce will be cheap, limited edition and made with care and attention. Zines are a true symbol of DIY and soul. And thats how we like it.

The polaroid for the date 14/11/2007 was taken at least a year ago, at one of the arcades in a sea side town back home. It was one of the last nights before a good friend left for university, and we drove down to the beach to watch the sun go down. We listened to Hefner in the car, and then ventured into the bright lights and zappy noises of slot machine heaven. We started to take photos of all the old people pumping their copper coins away, the flash would hit them square in the face, they'd look a little startled for a momment and then go on back to their game, unfazed that their photograph had just been taken.

More updates soon. You've probably just come from our myspace, but the address is http://www.myspace.com/danslematin. If you're bored of reading about how much we love zines check out some other stuff we are involved in, like http://www.myspace.com/halfahandshake or http://www.rant-magazine.com/.

We're working hard and are inspired by Fuck Buttons, Kraftwerk, Settlefish and cheap cider right now.

DLM x