KT Tunstall Diary

10th September, 2007

Monday, September 10th, London

Morning pop-pickers!

Who will it be that wins your beat-goes-on heart today then?!

The grit, grime, refreshing vitamin enhanced waters, and exit wounds of Fiddy…

The cerebral-blinging, trans-atlantic curry transporting, sassy slap of Mr K West…(by the way, has anyone else noticed that he has the same name as the shop doorway Bowie is standing in on his Ziggy album cover? Is it that cover?)

Or will it be…

KING CREOSOTE?!! Actually, Kenny and I should really have come up with some sort of free shortbread deal if you get both our albums today. From what I’ve heard of his new ‘un, I’d fill your boots, it’s bloody brilliant. Bombshell’s the name. And free biscuits with albums? I think so.

So today the little Drastics march out into the world, a new and improved generation of oompa loompas to forge a path for me and the band to follow. It feels really good. To have it all done and dusted, and to know the moment has come where it does it’s own, uncontrolable thing. It’s all yours now. And if you get one and don’t like it, apparently cd’s are quite effective to watch solar eclipses through if you want to save your retinas, so I wouldn’t chuck it out, you might go blind.

Great time at the midnight instore at HMV in Glasgow last night – we even had ourselves some screamers; in a SHOP! I suspect alcopops may have been involved. Conjecture.

And can I just say, before I am slated for it on youtube, I sang the dancefloor classic ‘I’ve Got the Key’ out of tune ON PURPOSE. Must remember that sometimes bad is actually just bad, not necessarily funny…

As always, mahoosive buckets of thanks. Now COOM ON!!

Big love, KT x

Posted by KT on the 10th September, 2007
3rd September, 2007

Sunday September 2nd, London

Sitting in the kitchen polishing trusty boots before attempting to ride the hurricaine of album 2! Rrrrrraaaaarrrr!!!

Ah, boots. They take the most outrageous battering a pair of chausseurs can surely stand, but a layer of ‘kiwi express instant shine’ and they’re – oh hang on, that’s the phone…oh hello, yes…ah, Kiwi Shoe Products Incorporated you say? Yes perhaps we could come to some agreement…me…grinning whilst buffing? etc…

Isn’t it brilliant that James, the band that is, are back gigging. They just played ‘Laid’ on the radio and it reminded me that when I watched them at V, I knew every word and remembered I used to play it myself at gigs. And that Tim Booth; grown in a petri dish from Ben Kingsley’s DNA. Uncanny resemblance. Both very talented men. The wonders of modern science.

So I’m off up to Scotchland on the tour bus tonight. Album lunch party; wide selection of international cheeses, gingham tablecloths over lemonade boxes, good red wine, you know the score.

I saw a billboard for the album in East London today, first one I’ve seen. It was hefty in size and quite high up so it sort of looked like you could see up me dress. Now that’s the future of billboard technology surely; 3D angles. The band + i were in the pub last night discussing (amongst other thing of course) the clever trick of selling peanuts by placing the packets over a scantily clad hotty. Surely the guy who came up with the Catchphrase bonus board thing at the end owes a lot to the KP guy. Hopefully they’ve joined forces to come up with more brilliant public house retail schemes. “Buy this and get drunk” is fairly unbeatable though.

Which reminds me, surely it’s time for a return of the scratch and sniff t-shirt? I’m looking into it…They kind of slipped out of mainstream awareness which makes me suspect they might be made from a mix of lead and asbestos.

What else…oh yes, Kenny and Sam have decided to start a tradition of kicking each other whenever we play GMTV, so do enjoy spotting that on YouTube. There’s some classic footage (pardon the pun) up there from when we did it a couple of years ago with Under the Weather.

Managed to find myself an Obi-Wan Kenobi shawl in the shops yesterday which I’m very pleased with indeed. Who knows what it may allow me to do. I’ve always been confident in the belief that it is actually the hoody blanket get-up that got him into the nightclubs and whatnot, not the jedi shit, as I wouldn’t mess with an old guy dressed as death.

AND it goes with boots. I’ve had old boots for 4 years now and it’s good to know they’ve always been there for me. Nothing comes near a good pair of boots. Apart from guitars.

Must pack bag. Must not forget contact lenses. No Lisa Loeb nonsense for me thankyou.

See you soon,
KT xxx

Posted by KT on the 3rd September, 2007
3rd September, 2007

Sunday September 2nd, London

Sitting in the kitchen polishing trusty boots before attempting to ride the hurricaine of album 2! Rrrrrraaaaarrrr!!!

Ah, boots. They take the most outrageous battering a pair of chausseurs can surely stand, but a layer of ‘kiwi express instant shine’ and they’re – oh hang on, that’s the phone…oh hello, yes…ah, Kiwi Shoe Products Incorporated you say? Yes perhaps we could come to some agreement…me…grinning whilst buffing? etc…

Isn’t it brilliant that James, the band that is, are back gigging. They just played ‘Laid’ on the radio and it reminded me that when I watched them at V, I knew every word and remembered I used to play it myself at gigs. And that Tim Booth; grown in a petri dish from Ben Kingsley’s DNA. Uncanny resemblance. Both very talented men. The wonders of modern science.

So I’m off up to Scotchland on the tour bus tonight. Album lunch party; wide selection of international cheeses, gingham tablecloths over lemonade boxes, good red wine, you know the score.

I saw a billboard for the album in East London today, first one I’ve seen. It was hefty in size and quite high up so it sort of looked like you could see up me dress. Now that’s the future of billboard technology surely; 3D angles. The band + i were in the pub last night discussing (amongst other thing of course) the clever trick of selling peanuts by placing the packets over a scantily clad hotty. Surely the guy who came up with the Catchphrase bonus board thing at the end owes a lot to the KP guy. Hopefully they’ve joined forces to come up with more brilliant public house retail schemes. “Buy this and get drunk” is fairly unbeatable though.

Which reminds me, surely it’s time for a return of the scratch and sniff t-shirt? I’m looking into it…They kind of slipped out of mainstream awareness which makes me suspect they might be made from a mix of lead and asbestos.

What else…oh yes, Kenny and Sam have decided to start a tradition of kicking each other whenever we play GMTV, so do enjoy spotting that on YouTube. There’s some classic footage (pardon the pun) up there from when we did it a couple of years ago with Under the Weather.

Managed to find myself an Obi-Wan Kenobi shawl in the shops yesterday which I’m very pleased with indeed. Who knows what it may allow me to do. I’ve always been confident in the belief that it is actually the hoody blanket get-up that got him into the nightclubs and whatnot, not the jedi shit, as I wouldn’t mess with an old guy dressed as death.

AND it goes with boots. I’ve had old boots for 4 years now and it’s good to know they’ve always been there for me. Nothing comes near a good pair of boots. Apart from guitars.

Must pack bag. Must not forget contact lenses. No Lisa Loeb nonsense for me thankyou.

See you soon,
KT xxx

Posted by KT on the 3rd September, 2007
2nd September, 2007

Sunday September 2nd, London

Sitting in the kitchen polishing trusty boots before attempting to ride the hurricaine of album 2! Rrrrrraaaaarrrr!!!

Ah, boots. They take the most outrageous battering a pair of chausseurs can surely stand, but a layer of ‘kiwi express instant shine’ and they’re – oh hang on, that’s the phone…oh hello, yes…ah, Kiwi Shoe Products Incorporated you say? Yes perhaps we could come to some agreement…me…grinning whilst buffing? etc…

Isn’t it brilliant that James, the band that is, are back gigging. They just played ‘Laid’ on the radio and it reminded me that when I watched them at V, I knew every word and remembered I used to play it myself at gigs. And that Tim Booth; grown in a petri dish from Ben Kingsley’s DNA. Uncanny resemblance. Both very talented men. The wonders of modern science.

So I’m off up to Scotchland on the tour bus tonight. Album lunch party; wide selection of international cheeses, gingham tablecloths over lemonade boxes, good red wine, you know the score.

I saw a billboard for the album in East London today, first one I’ve seen. It was hefty in size and quite high up so it sort of looked like you could see up me dress. Now that’s the future of billboard technology surely; 3D angles. The band + i were in the pub last night discussing (amongst other thing of course) the clever trick of selling peanuts by placing the packets over a scantily clad hotty. Surely the guy who came up with the Catchphrase bonus board thing at the end owes a lot to the KP guy. Hopefully they’ve joined forces to come up with more brilliant public house retail schemes. “Buy this and get drunk” is fairly unbeatable though.

Which reminds me, surely it’s time for a return of the scratch and sniff t-shirt? I’m looking into it…They kind of slipped out of mainstream awareness which makes me suspect they might be made from a mix of lead and asbestos.

What else…oh yes, Kenny and Sam have decided to start a tradition of kicking each other whenever we play GMTV, so do enjoy spotting that on YouTube. There’s some classic footage (pardon the pun) up there from when we did it a couple of years ago with Under the Weather.

Managed to find myself an Obi-Wan Kenobi shawl in the shops yesterday which I’m very pleased with indeed. Who knows what it may allow me to do. I’ve always been confident in the belief that it is actually the hoody blanket get-up that got him into the nightclubs and whatnot, not the jedi shit, as I wouldn’t mess with an old guy dressed as death.

AND it goes with boots. I’ve had old boots for 4 years now and it’s good to know they’ve always been there for me. Nothing comes near a good pair of boots. Apart from guitars.

Must pack bag. Must not forget contact lenses. No Lisa Loeb nonsense for me thankyou.

See you soon,
KT xxx

Posted by KT on the 2nd September, 2007

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