all clapped out.

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i love unknowing encounters.

(Name Drop) At the launch party for Mr. Hudson's album, 'Straight No Chaser', I sidled/bumped into an awesomely dressed girl, with an awesomely smiley dad. I was merry, she had a bag = conversation starter. This girl was Kitty, Kitty Durham, from the outfit Kitty Daisy & Lewis, which also comprises her brother, sister, mum and dad. A*.

Their trans-generation mixup harks of the 50s - good hand-clapping, closed eyes, head-nodding with a quiff, leather and frills; a time-warp. They're on the Rob Da Bank label Sunday Best, using analog recording equipment to produce rock 'n' roll the way the phrase is meant. They're multi-instrumentalists of banjo and ukelele, creating the sound the way it was meant totoooo.

example, maam : Kitty Daisy & Lewis - Mean Son of a Gun (y.s.i.)

not all's cup of tea, maybe it's a bit too Assam for some.

.x.