Digging for rainbows

He spent too many years in bed he was growing his own head

Went digging for rainbows when i was high
Found a tongue twisted with spite
I walked around space ship eyed
Into the lair of a broken child

Tearing a new name
I unearthed a new demon
And fed him pieces of my soul
Which he sniffed up fast

I spent 3 hours in bed growing my own head then I extricated

Too many people were working instead they were growing their own heads.


video

http://youtu.be/P6xTnbgwxek



here is link to video called the hills by jenni davies

the show must go on

Still struggling to come to terms with the death of close friend. A mega inspiration and a key person in me discovering a way of life in the early 2000's.

Gary DS a super special person, always pushing forward with new ideas and new projects. An amazing artist. A fantastic father to his super cool kids. An innovator and a leader. Throughout this year Gary was a big force in little eris, he gave us the opportunity to play big venues on the Wreck n Roll tour alongside well known established acts. He was a fountain of excitement, working with Gary you never knew where it would all lead to it was like a blank canvas of possibility. He gave me a massive buzz for life. As well as working with little eris I had just started to work with Gary on a couple of his projects - we had been jamming in his shed just days before he left for his fateful holiday. He was so funny we had a great song for the Unemployed Daytime Disco and also had a funny song about our old drummer who he would always tease me about poaching from him! He on such a high the last time we met, it was like he was living his dream having just come back from performing in his favourite city Berlin in a big swanky jag before jetting off for a mammoth family holiday with the people he doted on. He was a real family man signing off every message from G&Fam.

My fondest memories of Gary this year was at the mountain party where he ranted for around 15 hours whilst thrashing away on the drumkit with the wind going wild and tarpaulins blowing all around him. I remember looking at his cheeky grin as he battled against the storm through the night ranting and thrashing. I thought quite simply 'this guy is fucking insane'. I only had to look at him when he was on a rant and I would be creased laughing.

When I see coloured lights projected on to trees I think of Gary, big mountains make me think of him too, as well as beautiful woodland and rainbows. Gary's life was beautiful and what he had manifested around him was truly enchanting.

The last time I saw him he was so mellow and peaceful, Summer was in full bloom... and so was he.

I remember every word, every glance we shared, every moment in his company is crystal clear to me. We had such a positive connection I feel so lucky I knew Gary. I spent years wondering about him where he came from who was this amazing person... the more I got to know him the more I was amazed and delighted. I wanted so much to get to know him more, he was so enigmatic. Gradually throughout the year we became involved in each others lives and had made exciting plans for starting work on his film when he returned from Jamaica. I was counting down the days in anticipation like a kid waiting for Christmas! But he never returned alive.
Now there is a painfully sad void.

There is some comfort in the belief that Gary's spirit will definitely live on in the many of us who were inspired by him. There will be moments in time where his energy and vibe are manifested and to all of us who loved him it will feel like he is close. The dark abyss in my soul that this loss has left me with will stay with me throughout my continued journey through this life but I have to carry on, we all have to carry on.

Gary would not like to see us sad and procrastinating he would be happy to see everyone working together to move on through this maze of life to continue to piece together his magical jigsaw that so many special people are part of. And that thought is what's keeping the candle of my soul burning.

Here is a video of Gary's band Crowzone . It's this video that got me back in touch with Gary last year ! I thought of him one night while surfing videos online I sent him a message saying hey where is that really cool vid with the dancing crow with the words 'never to be forgot!. He got back in touch and we continued from there and he grew to be a prominent person in my every day life.

I am so honoured to have known him. I have this song to thank for the opportunity to spend precious time with this amazing human being while he was still on earth.

Gary by being Gary showed me so much about life and he is now the one to teach me about death.

For now I like to imagine him exploring the next realm with his beloved warrior queen Kath and his Welsh princess Caisie. He's out there in the stars, flying in the wind, swimming in the rivers, rustling in the leaves of the trees, in the squawk of every crow. Sussing it out to show us the path to the next phase of existence.




Gary DS - "never to be forgot"

sad

'NEVER TO BE FORGOT'


NEVER TO BE FORGOT'

My name is Rain
I pour down with tears made of pain,
And when i'm done,
I turn a light on
And call myself the Sun.

All these heavy days are so blue
Since the Summer bloom ended up in doom.

You were the only one
Who showed me how to live, how to be,
How to be someone.

Your name was Crow
And on your flight through life
Many seeds were sown.

Why did you go?
It's an answer we will never know.

Oh we had just begun.
In your blissful paradise
Of water, wood and musical fun.

You showed me the ghost trees!
Now I smile at the memories.

I feel we're not through,
As I dream of you.
Your eyes are so sad
When we meet in my sleep.
And I don't want to wake to a world without you.

Please let me stay in a cognitive trick
Where time is forgotten
The clock doesn't tick.
Where we're altogether
There's others there too
Where we're altogether
Still learning from you.

As we walk across the bridge of time
As millennias pass and our roots entwine.
We breathe in the trees and nature locks in.
I know that we are forever of kin.

Past Shows for archive Summer '11

/////////AUGUST

07/08/2011
BIRKENSTOCK
Gwdi Hw, Cardiff



19/08/2011
VEGSTOCK
The annual free party on a mountain, Cwmaman



22/08/2011
UNEMPLOYED DAYTIME DISCO 7
The Rockin Chair, Lower Cathedral Road, Cardiff



27/08/2011
PIMP presents 'LITTLE ERIS & ART HOOLIGAN
The Carlisle, Cumbria




/////////////SEPTEMBER

02/09/2011 - 04/09/2011
WAVEFORM FESTIVAL
http://www.waveformfestival.com/


11/09/2011
ZEITGESIT MEDIA FESTIVAL


16/09/2011 - 18/09/2011
ALCHEMY FESTIVAL
Coningsby, Lincolnshire
http://www.alchemyfestival.co.uk/



24/09/2011 - 25/09/2011
CWMAMAN MUSIC FESTIVAL - WOODLAND STAGE
Cwmaman, Aberdare, South Wales

new music video - end of summer udpate

Not much blogging has happened this year as little eris project has been flat out travelling across the UK. We came straight from the wreck n roll tour into the summer festival season and constantly writing new material, and living and learning has not left much space for articulating and reflecting. To this end there will be an end of year report published on here in December which will hopefully summarise the evolution of the entity that is little eris, over the space of one calender year.

Anyway until then one bit of news worth publishing now is the finishing of the
'So Many Nights' music video. Shot on a freezing February afternoon at The Falcon in Cwmaman what was planned to be a simple dancing shot turned into an epic production with river action shots and dangerous conditions. The filming ended up with an cheering audience, and a special thanks is needed for Sheila and Elwyn on hand as first aid with towels and heaters for after the shoot.

A heartfelt thanks goes out to Robert Challis, a gentle giant with a genius creative outlook who made the video into the colourful psychedelic rainbow piece of video art and Paul Stokes a very true artist who inspired the shoot and also starred as a guest dancer. Thanks also to Johnny Nigma for the extra footage of the river scene and also to Monkey for the Monkey treats and transport.

Here is the video hope you enjoy watching it as much as we enjoyed producing it!



For pictures of the video shoot and to read the write up of the day please visit this link http://littleeris.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-many-nights-music-video-shoot.html

Alchemy Festival little eris report

Alchemy Spring Weekender 2011

We arrive at Alchemy and attempt to erect Johnny Nigma's vintage tent that has been abandoned for 2 years. It has no instructions and the tent poles are not connected like in modern tents so a lot of guesswork is involved. We spend 2 hours on it and then some men come and help with the extra pair of hands we eventually get the tent up. Time taken approx 3.5 hours. It's worth it though as once inside it is shaped like a teepee :)   With the tent up we commence the hedonism... smoking and sunbathing and drinking and making DIY cheesecakes made of digestive biscuits, melted chocolate, kiwi and banana - before exploring the sights and sounds of the festival as the Alchemy begins!


Mushrooms Installation



  Niall is our neighbour , we make friends and talk about everything in the World!


We perform on the Kaplick Stage for one and a half hours !

Here is Saskiia Shitbag!


myself aka Eris Kaoss !


The Netty Lillith !




After the show we unwind and run around the festival like twisted faeries.



Our new friend Niall is playing little eris music in his caravan late at night.
Closer inspection reveals he has filmed some live video and audio recordings and taken loads of pictures which have used in this blog! I hang out with Niall telling him of my adventures around the site and sip some potions before continuing with the running round like a twisted faerie, checking the tent is not on fire, seeing beautiful patterns, watching fire, hustling firewood etc

Walking back to the tent with Serafina we look up and the moon is dipped low in the dawn sky
- a green neon glow on one side of the crescent moon a pink neon glow on the other.

Strange electronic sounds melt into the dawn chorus of birds.


Before we leave Niall invites us for porridge with fruits and nuts and video screenings at his caravan we call it porridge and video party - it is perfect combo for recovering from a spangly weekend and to set us up for the drive back to Wales.


Digital Psychosis


Heads



End of The World



By the end of the festival we all agreed that the weekend had been uber chilled with an old skool vibe. The festival was set deep in the countryside surrounded by beautiful trees and flowery fields with a river nearby . We watched performances by Zubzub, Deferred Success, Poetikat and Ruth Charlotte and also enjoyed the UV hula hooping girl. To me, most of all what stands out at the festival was the infinite untouched perfectly round fluffy white dandelion clocks as far as the eye can see


some tracks recorded at Alchemy by Niall



   Little Eris Live trAck Alchemy 2011 by little eris



wish all festivals could be this relaxed and beautiful and pretty and warm weather

high on a mountain



Saturday: early evening

Far far far far away , up high on a mountain top , deep in the sweet soapy smelling pine forests, miles from civilisation. 2 twin ex military monster trucks align with Netty Lillith's new bus Gertrude and the tarps get erected and tied to trees with blue and yellow ropes making two stages - one for the mega mega bass heavy epic rig and one for the Scrap Wreck n Roll live music rig :D

Transits arrive as the night draws in.

Saturday: evening

The sound system starts. The looming forest becomes a moving canvas for rainbow lasers and twinkling spots of colour.


Saturday: night

Bass blasts louder , beats pump into my body it's like some strange transfusion pumping out what was there and replacing with new energy.

I think 'is it possible for music to be played so so loud!?' I delight in the vibrations.

Potions are shared and funny and peculiar things take place.


Sunday: funny o clock

All through the night the wind slaps the canvas into the air, and the drums and rants and bass blasts into the atmosphere. The forest listens, it knows the truth.

Sunday AM:

Suddenly the sky is pale blue, the red flames of the fire are now not as bright in the morning light. I am playing my bass guitar very spikily, my hair is blowing across my eyes. I look down at my pink glittery nailvarnish and muddy fingernails, the gold studs on my 80's charity shop jacket are shining happily, I smell of woodsmoke.

Sunday midday:

The music continues, classic tracks from the depths of party time with added bass punch.

Sunday afternoon:

I am crawling on a bed of pine needles amongst the sweet forest trees, surrounded by a pine cones of amazing strange variety of shapes, colours and textures.

I throw up and feel new.

Sunday night:

The music winds down, most vehicles have left, we drink hot tea and cook food in the bus

Monday morning:

We have breakfast the remaining rig is dismantled. We leave the forest I slowly return my thoughts to the next mission ... which is...

EPIC FAIL PARTY / a new monthly experimental live electronic music night at the WHITE LION ,starting this Wednesday 1st June.