I’ve decided, upon reading an excellent book about “Music 4.0” that it’s about time I start releasing singles. It’s like the fifties again.

So… I have a new single. I’ll tell you more about it very soon. It’s going to SLAMBAMTHANKYOUMAAM on Valentine’s Day. Get ready Freddynator!

I’d write more but I’m tired.

ps: Thug Life



Rainy Nights

Last year I performed in Halle, Germany. I went through a period of time where I would always play this song first in my set. It’s a slower song. I thought it would be a good way to fuck people up. They’d assume I’m this romantic balladeer and then suddenly I’d be singing hyperactive songs covered in glitter and bouncing all over the stage.

It’s called “Rainy Nights”. I may or may not put it on an album someday. We’ll see…


3 Shows In 3 Days… I’m taking a break

Damn. I played in Prague on Thursday, Berlin on Friday and Saturday. The Prague show was a bit weird but there was delicious free food and an amazing beatboxer. The Berlin shows were brilliant. I freakin love my growing Berlin fan base.

Today is Sunday. I was going to busk but my comedian-friend popped by and we had coffee and planned a show together. Now I’m about to make music, rehearse some new tunes and write invoices (not necessarily in that order). I might meet my delightfully-obnoxious Canadian friend later on


I have a shitload of new music. And when I say “shitload” I mean a “SHITLOAD” of new tunes. I have two albums in the works and a Synthpoperetta. I’m thinking about a strategy so that I can release and promote the albums. I am also thinking about a strategy to put the Synthpoperetta on stage. That, and money. Money helps.


I lied.

I did 4 shows in 4 days.

I just came back from an open mic at Kindl Stuble (something like that). Played five songs. I had a blast. Sweat like a motherfucker. People danced. Sold CDs. It was fun.

I have two shows in December. December 17th and 21st. I’ll give more info mighty soon.

Love you guys



Breathlessly Running Through London

The show went well. The Garage was pretty full. Mostly random twentysomethings mulling about. I met a couple of the other bands, The Lodgers, Bear Paw and Neighborhood Watch. Nice peeps. Good vibes (or, as we say in German, wibes). The Lodgers had the room dancing like mad at the end. It was an immensely pleasurable evening.

The last time I played in the UK was when I was in Edinburgh for the Fringe Festival two summers ago. Half of the audience (angry British “lads”) stormed out at the end (audience of 13 people, mind you). One of those rude bastards shouted “thank god the door’s not locked!” before he ran out.

This time was a world of difference. The venue was packed. The audience (British people with bad teeth) responded with love and laughter. They did all the gestures I asked them to do (obedient fuckers). They were awesome. A good audience can really make the performance, I find.

Anyway, it was a smashing success. I met an actress who plays primarily zombies. I met a songwriter who does exclusively sad songs (“too sad” she insisted. “Jeff Buckley’s dead. People don’t want to hear sad songs”). The drunken photographer kept hugging me and kissing my face. He also handed out my SPT buttons to most of the audience during my show.

The next day everything went nuts. I missed my flight to Tübingen because a woman working for the airline told me with confidence that my plane left from Gate 42. It didn’t. It left from Gate 36 but by the time I finally made it to the right gate (Stansted is a huge and complicated airport), the gate was closed. So I missed the show. No more flights to Karlsruhe.

The only chance I had of leaving to Germany was a Flixbus leaving at 9:30pm. So, I bought the ticket, wandered around near Buckingham Palace, drank a hot chocolate in Patisserie Valerie, ate blood sausages and eventually jumped on the bus.

I’ll be back in three months, thanks to Robert Stephenson (my London “manager”) to take over London. We’re planning a big show with 6 cameras and the works.

Here are photos taken with my shitty iphone: