Description

Stephen EvEns (aka Stephen Gilchrist) has mis-spent the good years gifted him by touring the world and elsewhere as an auxiliary cog in the machinery of major indie-stardom. A sideman. A player, if you will. A sticks-man, a foil perhaps but never a session musician. No such thing. Look it up. Lucky enough to have stood for some years behind the likes of Graham Coxon, The Damned, Charlotte Hatherley and, for one brief week, Cardiacs, he has decided to shun the tourbus life and take a walk through his own songbook for a change. Putting down the drums sticks and arming himself with a battered guitar and a casiotone he decided to channel all his bitterness & resentment into songs rather than bottling it up. Breeding some kind of abnormal growth or canker. An album that

took far too long to surface has now been coaxed out by the sympathetic ears of Onomatopoeia records. The result is the album Bonjour Poulet. A 43 minute song book that mixes the spirit of Yo La Tengo and Ivor Cutler with broken friendships and human error.

The songs are beautiful and the words are horrible. I dont know why you dont think thats a good thing.