I believe it was last Wednesday when The Mrs and I walked hopeheartedly down Brick Lane, only to bump into artist Sam Jackson, who just so happened to be exhibiting pieces of his work as part of The Future Can Wait exhibition on the rooftop of the Truman Brewery. Whilst walking starry eyed, with our heartistic opinions, amongst the derelict setting of this warehouse, scars of days past etched over the paint flaked walls, we met with the guys who had curated the exhibition. After a little chin wagging, the band were invited to play an acoustic set that coming Saturday. Truth be told we actually had a band practice organised, but it was decided this was as good as place as any to rehearse. So, the crooked family took to Brick Lane with our acoustic get up and played a few tunes to those who happened to be admiring the walls and whereabouts of this fine craggy set up.

Sound quality isn’t the greatest, but we hope you don’t mind. Electricity wasn’t an option. This merely serves as a momentum of last Saturdays rehearsal.

x

Mr Crook