Apr 4th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. It’s springtime. It’s beautiful. Been in London for the past few days. Mastered the live recordings we did at the Garage in the Autumn of 2003 on Saturday and Sunday. Did them at James Larcombe’s studios. I didn’t let the fact that he didn’t even offer to take my coat ruin the lovely day it was. I so didn’t want to sit in a studio in London with someone like James (who sat and flinched at every tiny noise I made) anyway… all done now them albums. James did a smashing job in his funny way. He is a perfectionist. I saw him dig a pin into his own hand several times. He’d do this every time he made the slightest error. He didn’t know I saw him do it. But his wife Sarah saw him (but she just smirked to herself). Got back here (Apollo 8) about an hour ago. It’s very quiet. London was hot and busy. I had a great idea for a tune but it went away.
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Apr 5th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. I don’t know where anyone is. I don’t know what to do.
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Apr 6th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. Jim is not in his room. I can smell Babba but he is nowhere to be seen. I don’t care where Kavus is. The phone keeps ringing but I’m not going to answer it! It’s all tweeny doopers to me indoors.
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Apr 10th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. I am starving hungry. I have had not ONE lump of food in days! I have been NOT writing in this diary as a matter of principle! Where is everyone?
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Apr 14th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. It’s Jim’s birthday. Everyone showed for that then. Except Jim. Babba and Kavus have been hiding in Mr. Corbin’s bumming shed all these days waiting to jump out and give Jim a birthday shock but Jim is no where to be seen. Kavus and Babba have had no lumps of food either for days and days. They are very weak. So am I. Everything is shit….
Entry 2. where are all the rabbits from? …from Warren STREET…where are all the rabbits from…? From warren STREET where are all the rabbits from…? …from warren STREET
Bob Leith
Entry 1. Baaaaaa Fucking stupid diary if anyone reads this can they feed me somethink… I’m starving and feel ill. Waste of time thinking about Jims stupid birthday shock. Just ONE lump of food. That’s all I want h j j
Entry 2. I gonna call this stupid computorr thing fred. Hello fred. ..you is my friend now because of it you ponce
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Apr 15th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. Hello. Feeling so ill. Need to eat something and there’s still no sign of Jim. Kavus has just laid there facing the wall, he hasn’t even gone to bed (if you can call it a bed) I don’t know where Babba gets his energy. He won’t shut up. We can’t get on with any recording. Too weak to do anythin g.
Entry 2. we gave in and had some lumps of food but I’m starting to feel odd. Babba made it. He called it his ‘special fixer dish’
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Apr 17th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. Feeling slightly better now, we all had terrible stomach cramps for the past few days and were unable to move. Babba moved more than me or Kavus but in an unhygienic and ‘too fast for his size’ kind of way. We don’t like it when he moves too fast. It’s not right. He looked stupid laying on the floor with his cramps making him snap open and shut like his scissors.
Entry 2. That band ‘Jonny Four’ that Kavus ran away with to record are in today to do mixing as part of Kavus’ punishment. Kavus was in a dirty strop because I sat in the posh studio chair and he had to stand up. He wouldn’t have stayed sat down for long anyway because he was strutting around proud as a peacock showing off in front of Jonny Four who just looked scared of him. He kept going on and on and ON about ‘bunging’ a microphone through a Leslie cabinet. He wore his fluffy white coat again. I think he looks nice in it.
Kavus Torabi
Entry 1. Hi. Johnny 4,…this band who’s album I’m producing… came down to Apollo 8. They’re only young and I didn’t want them to bump into Tim because I didn’t know what ‘mode’ he might be in. He sat at the foot of the descent in an ominous way. This band are skill. Sometimes I suggest snazzy chords for them to put into their tunes, and they thank me for it. Tim seemed to put up with them eventually, the way an old dog might put up with a kitten jumping all over it. But, like the dog, you never know when Tim will snap. I watched him all day as closely as I could. He gave me another ‘look’. The singing on one of the tracks is ace…just bunged a 58 through a Leslie. Babba says diaries are boring but what would he know? I said “Yeah? Well YOU’RE boring”. Why does everyone stare at me when I write something in this diary?? It’s suppose to be private surely?…that is until it’s up on the internet for our loyal fans to read if they are needing something to do. Something to pass the time away.
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Apr 18th 2005
Kavus Torabi
Entry 1. I’m going to say this! It’s 7.30am. Tim just drank a WHOLE bottle of whisky IN ONE GO! And it’s still morning! A big bottle! He’s probably going to be sick! How can he work like this? I don’t suppose he will. He’ll make US work. I’m going to refuse!…
Entry 2. Nothing has changed about him. He’s the same. But he stinks very awful. I’ll give him a cuddle in a moment or two…no…I’ll do it now! watch this space…!
Jim Smith
Entry 1. My loving brother Tim and whisky make a curious twosome. The voyage to a safe harbour may be tumultuous and stormy. The seaworthy soon find comfort in the idle lapping of lazy waves.
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Apr 19th 2005
Bob Leith
Entry 1. Kjkjdbss…you know when a day is full of wonderful wonder? And you wonder why? Today is one of those days. Baaaaaaaaaa… I’ve got such a lot to go on about but it’s hard for me to write on this thing. Everything is…I don’t know …full of something magical…everyone is in love…with everything… I don’t want to explain it. Kavus ran all the way to the end of the outside area and back over and over again until he fell flat on his tummy and we saw a baby bird. We didn’t do any recording today. I love this diary!! It feels like it’s my friend!! My friend who wears a yellow cloak and winks in a funny way. I found some notes that Kavus wrote on a bit of paper in private..it said this… “I do all funny jobs and it makes me feel warm inside. I want all my feels to always be this and I love the baby bird even though it struggled” and I hope to d -[st .
Jim Smith
Entry 1. Morning has broken…like the first morning…black bird has spoken…like the first bi
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. Hello…my arms are not big enough to give all my best friends a special wet HUG! They are not big enough!! All the floaty things that are showered on us when we go strewed are as white as snow! (I caught some in my pocket!) I’ll send them to fr
Entry 2. I saw Jim writing in this diary! So he HAS been contributing! I didn’t mean it but I slammed the lid down on his tiny thumbs and ran off with the computer thing but it wouldn’t let me read what he wrote. It was inaccessible. But they are the rules. My spelling is perfect. And I DIDN’T break the computer thing. Kavus has put his white fluffy coat on again and wants a go on the diary now
Kavus Torabi
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Timmy Smith
Entry 3. Back again…I don’t know what Kavus just put in this but he just did his running up and down thing again laughing until he dropped onto the floor again. He’s just staring at the cup on the floor and breathing very heavily but I’m not worried about him. Jim and Babba are in the outside area making a lot of noise with a piece of hose and running around. They look very red. I’m going to go out there now.
Entry 4. We had the most super time! Running around shouting at nothing again and again and again. Up and down the descent. Kavus stayed indoors but he wasn’t being a spoil-sport. I’m going to give this computer thing one of my special BIG HUGS ////knkkkk ll;- __
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Apr 25th 2005
Timmy Smith
Entry 1. I’ve been told off and I so fucking don’t care.
Had to do an interview with a magazine. The magazine is all about them Vampire things called ‘Bite Me’ magazine. What do they want with us? We don’t bite clean necks or go fly all around in the dark. Got Kavus to do it. It made me nearly vomit up puke when he put on his best behaviour. Jim’s a fucking idiot. Kavus told me to shut up when I was doing some singing. Babba is ‘uvver-babba’ again and upsetting everyone. Alphabet sent us a budgie and told us to take a photograph of it for the cover of our Garage concerts albums. A budgie? Bloody hell.
Entry 2. How are we suppose to take a picture of this budgie? What are we suppose to use? Alphabet didn’t even put any holes for it to breathe in the box it was posted to us in and it was shameful with detritus.
Kavus Torabi
Entry 1. Hi. I’ve just been watching a budgie flapping all about the place. It shat on the mixing desk. I’m not going to help catch it. Everything is shit and I don’t know why I ever wanted to join this ‘band’. It’s not what I thought it would be like. I thought I’d get to play my expensive guitar from time to time…running around after a budgie. I’ll feel stupid if I have to join in.