Cambs singer-songwriter Sam Inglis
spent the last few years writing and playing songs, and cobbling
together faintly unsatisfactory recordings with the aid of a sequencer
and some Japanese synthesizers.
When he was bored he would compile these
into CDs for other musicians, under the name of The Morning People.
Eventually, some of these musicians liked the songs enough to want to
play them, and The Morning People became a real, flesh-and-blood band -
possibly the first ever to combine pedal steel guitar, fretless bass
and cheap Casio keyboards.
The
songs themselves fall between many stools, like a lucky woman fainting
in a cow field. The sources they borrow from include the gloomy
romanticism of Peter Perrett, the naive optimism of Jonathan Richman
and the superficial country stylings of Neil Young. A surprising number
of them seem to be about horses, for no very obvious
reason.
During
2005, The Morning People intend to gig furiously throughout the land,
honing themselves into one of the tightest and most entertaining live
acts in the country. From there, they aim to sign a record contract and
go into the studio with a big-name producer. He or she can then replace
the imperfect contributions of the flawed, human musicians with the aid
of a sequencer and some Japanese synthesizers. After that, they plan to
split acrimoniously, leaving their potential largely unfulfilled.
