Finally!

Was so great to discover that I got picked by Tom Robinson to be on BBC Introducing on BBC Radio 6 Sunday night 🙂 Have been jonesing for some national airplay for my album and hopefully this is the first step.

GIG:

25th July at the Boogaloo in Highgate for the all-day festival, I’ll be outside in the beer garden chilling everyone out, from about 4pm.

Advertisements

So this lovely thing on Twitter happened yesterday- I got a mention from Tom Robinson off the Radio having been voted one of the top 5 into a lovely soundcloud playlist:

Screen Shot 2015-06-09 at 22.29.09

How wonderful!

Now for some GIG NEWS:

SUNDAY 14th JUNE 9PM UK TIME – join my live-streaming gig. It will be intimate and poetic.

https://www.concertwindow.com/salwa

Then SATURDAY JULY 25th- I’m playing at the Boogaloo’s first festival for Blue Monday.

More deets: https://www.facebook.com/events/1435907110056400/

Hope to be seeing more and more people at shows, since Hereford, I really feel I need to get out there more to keep proving that live is where I excel.

See you soon.

On Friday 29th and Saturday 30th May, I played two gigs – the first in Hoxton at the Zigfrid Von Underbelly, the second at The Victory pub in Hereford.

Both gigs were great fun for various reasons, and meeting both sets of promoters was lovely.

And when you meet nice, decent people who put on shows, after 6 years of doing this, it really helps.

Hoxton was what I call a “normal” gig – I opened the evening and only a few people were about so early, so it was standard London fare- you sing to people and they clap politely and move on, waiting to see their friends or y’know the people they actually came to see.

However, my experience the next day, in another part of the country was very different.

Firstly, I was invited down by Slim Estrada who plays the slide guitar on my song ‘Vodka’ on the album. He’s Matt (the album’s engineer)’s friend, and plays a mean doboro.  I always try and do what scares me in music because in my life I usually acquiesce to my fears a lot, so I try and be braver in music. When he said me, my wife and a bunch of my bandmates are popping down to do a set in Hereford…why don’t you come with..? My first few thoughts were all the reasons why not to do it – I don’t get on with the idea of being around a lot of people, I can’t really afford it, I’ve had a chest infection for 4 months and bad asthma so maybe 2 gigs in 2 days isn’t a good idea… all the excuses under the sun and then I froze all that and went “sure! love to”.

I’m really glad I did, it was a wonderful experience when you don’t want to kill people you’ve been stuck in a van with for hours on end. Everyone I was with was great at music – having jammed together for ages before, and there was a real genuine love of it that was tangible. No egos, no bullshit, no showing off – just people and passion.

The people in Hereford also had an appetite for it and they embraced a good show with vigour and more appreciation than I’d seen in London for a while. The whole evening was excellent – I was the middle act, and enjoyed all the others- and the audience were in a great mood- quiet for the most part and warm when sets were over. I knew it was going to be a good night when Alula Down popped her uke and shruti on stage opposite mine – How often do unrelated musical twinsies happen?! Never?!

Mark’s set was so raw and wonderful, it made me wanna rush out and buy a bodhran immediately. Alula and her partner’s music was so pretty, with shruti, uke, accordian, guitar…really peaceful to listen to and it was only a shame their set caught the tail end of the footie and some rowdy pubgoers down the other end :/

The spirit and atmosphere really aligned to make it a special night-all fairy lights and bunting. For me, always, singing Oarsman is my favourite part, and singing it in what looked like the bowels of a ship was even better. But even more than that, meeting lovely, like-minded musical people was the highlight because I am always “solo” so its lovely to feel part of a bigger community.

Here are some pictures of both shows:

Hoxton – Pictures by Peter Kent

Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent
Salwa Azar @ The Zigfrid Von Underbelly May 29th 2015 by Peter Kent


Setting up in Hereford with Slim Estrada:

The Victory, Hereford 30th May 2015- by Salwa Azar
The Victory, Hereford 30th May 2015- by Salwa Azar

Hereford: Pix by Ingrid Bohnen

Salwa Azar by Ingrid Bohnen May 30th 2015
Salwa Azar and Mark (Double Bass) by Ingrid Bohnen May 30th 2015
Salwa Azar by Ingrid Bohnen 30th May 2015 in Hereford
Salwa Azar by Ingrid Bohnen 30th May 2015 in Hereford

All day my legs and arms were jittering. Jittering with excitement and nerves.

Better than what normally happens in my stomach!

My glands were up and Id spent most of the day steaming my face, drinking green tea and trying not to succumb to whatever was threatening my throat.

I always get sick on gig days/weeks. With such regularity that it must be psychosomatic even a little. My body just overloads with expectation and decomposes. I am my own worst enemy.

Except…this was a gig I’d wanted to play for nearly 2 decades.

As a teenager and into my early 20’s I’d gone to the Garage to watch the 90’s premiere metal bands tear the place up. Deftones…MyRuin…L7…and then we’d all shuffle upstairs for an indie club night of checking each other out behind the smoke-filled smog, before it was time for my friend to drive me back home.

So to be invited to play, it was a no-brainer as to whether to accept or not.

I arrived at Highbury & Islington station, laden like a packhorse with my bags.

Realising I didn’t know how to get in, I emailed the promoter who told me it was round the back.

I’d waited for bands i’d loved round the back of the garage…to see if we could catch a glimpse of them getting on or off tour busses…Id been dragged into the dressing room by Tairrie B past security, because I was a friend, and came with flowers…it wasn’t that exciting but it was those little moments in my early life where I was always thinking “this is awesome, will it ever be me?”

There’s a clandestine feeling to being in a venue you’re not normally allowed in until the lights pop on and the music starts.

Walking into the venue from the load in entrance, the floors were much cleaner than I remembered. Your shoes didn’t stick to it, and it didn’t stink of stale smoke or dry ice. The large downstairs stage area was clean!

I was greeted by a member of I think, Feldspar (so many dudes!) and told where to find everyone else.

I trunked upstairs, but not before gleefully absorbing my surroundings and snapping a picture of the empty stage downstairs.

Upstairs, the club room I had spent a few evenings in decades before seemed much smaller than I remembered and was also fairly clean!

The other bands (Broken Boat and Feldspar) were setting up, dragging great instrument stands about and lugging drums up stairs. There was me with my little ukulele and shruthi, with my 2 bags- and everyone else had carfulls of equipment.

I sat patiently waiting – I don’t like to be late for things so when someone says soundcheck at 5:30pm I arrive on time. After chatting to BB’s lovely den mum, and oft-times roadie downstairs for a while to escape the tinnitus-inducing drum checks, it was finally my turn to do a very quick soundcheck, with 20 minutes to go till doors opened.

Then I gathered my stuff and headed to the lit sign that read “toilets” to find the dressing room.

There was a dressing room!!

*I* was in the dressing room upstairs at THE GARAGE!

Ok, so I know I sound like a geek but it meant a lot to be there.

Sat in the dressing room with the really lovely members of Broken Boat, and occasionally a Feldsparian, I let my nerves have their last gasp. Text from friends came through to say they were here or on their way…the music had started and the lights were on.

And then the knock at the door came that lets you know it’s time to step out into the dark.

God damn, it was a good evening.

I didn’t know Oarsman could go so well with people who were so shy at first – but they slowly got into it, their hearts swelled and we sang for just the right amount of time together.

That soundman really did a great job.

I left with my heart full, and knowing that I finally played at The Garage to rapturous whoops and whistles, only a few years late. This is what it’s supposed to feel like doing music. THIS.

11167965_10206636420130877_6538359332482278368_n
taken by Dominic Alan-Smith 16th April 2015

10423651_10152675749487237_3458052553365150308_n

I gave a little song breakdown to great new music and arts blog Stitch In Time. Check it out here

I’m really looking forward to my gig supporting FELDSPAR at the Garage this Thursday (16th ticket £5 doors:7pm im on first).

– despite a number of chest infections and colds, I want to have fun at this although I dont know what my voice is doing. Life has been a bit work-heavy so its been harder to sort my music out. No excuses though, I can’t wait to have a good proper sing.

Obsessions of the month:

– Scandal

– Hozier

– Eating honey coated Almonds or Cashews

– Red velvet

My music doesn’t just take a monumental effort from me to keep going on, despite work and through thick or thin, illnesses and family commitments, it also really relies on friends, family, fans to keep on pushing too. I cannot thank those people enough who have kept on pushing with me. To anyone who’s come to a gig, come to more than one gig, said to a friend “hey listen to this” or played it in the background or spotified it even though you can’t afford the album, THANK YOU. You keep me going. seriously. Id have given up without the great support from everyone else. I don’t have it in me to do this on my own. There’s no point. I could have stayed playing songs to myself in my bedroom, but my fans are literally the whole reason I bother risking it all, putting myself and my music “out there”. When I want to give up and feel it’s too hard, the last few times the Universe has bitten back and said, no, be patient, things are happening, and then someone buys a CD or says something amazing and it makes sense all over again. It makes me tear up every time someone reminds me they listen to my music. From the bottom of my heart, thank you SO much. You have so much choice today of what to listen to, it is like winning a lottery any time anyone chooses my music for those brief few minutes. x

Thursday April 16th – The Garage. Supporting the excellent Feldspar Come.

10917249_10153052573694654_2450640612710764070_o

29th May at the Underbelly, Hoxton – East London – details coming soon

30th May – Hereford – The Victory pub supporting Heed The Thunder with Slim Estrada.

June – TBC