Nope, not dead yet.

Written by neil on 12 February, 2018 in Ramblings with no comments.

Like polio, Betamax or enlightened governance, one might be forgiven for thinking that The Layers were no longer alive and a threat to public health, electronically recorded entertainment and the wicked desires of the 1%, respectively. And then here’s the convoluted prelude to another blog: Freddy Krueger’s hand emerging from the soil of a grave, […]


Written by neil on 4 May, 2015 in Ramblings with no comments.

Vigilant followers of the Layers’ blog may have noticed a few months passing between instalments and feel aggrieved1, for although easily mistaken for barely coherent ramblings with a smattering of filth, a deeper study2 of said blog reveals an epic tale full of barely-averted triumph and disaster earned by the skin of our teeth3, full of […]

The myriad joys of recording – volume 3

Written by neil on 18 February, 2015 in Ramblings and Recording with no comments.

“When I were t’lad we ‘ad to do wi’owt bloody MIDI. In my day we ‘ad to spend three days attaching microphones to a drum kit before you could even think of recording. And by then your drummer ‘ad like as not choked on ‘is own vomit.” “Aye, an’ the recordin’ software were dead clunky. […]

Oxjam – a great event, not a euphemism for Bovril.

Written by neil on 2 October, 2014 in Ramblings with no comments.

Remember the heady days of August, when you couldn’t wait to whip out those mighty charity cojones by bravely emptying a small tub of icy water over yourself to support, er… (Was it ALS? Hang on, weren’t they the boy band with the guy that did back flips? I think they’ve got Ebola or something.) […]

Two Layers beneath the surface of the Earth…

Written by neil on 10 August, 2014 in Ramblings with no comments.

Being a Layer is a tricky and demanding business, and not just for Caleb’s sandwich wrangler. A rigorous training programme is in place to cover every eventuality and, in preparation for our shady sponsors demanding that we obtain a long-hidden relic from an abandoned tomb (you’d be amazed how often this happens. Damn sponsors…) Paul […]

This blog entry sponsored by Ex-Lax.

Written by neil on 11 July, 2014 in Lyrics and Ramblings with no comments.

One of the best things about The Layers fan club – not as, you might surmise, a combined personal ventilation and cudgelling apparatus* but a largely fictitious group of people based loosely on the real-life people that appreciate the band’s ham-fisted attempts to work their way from the anus to the annals of rock history […]

New Year, new gigs, same crap old jokes. You love it.

Written by neil on 15 January, 2014 in Ramblings with no comments.

If you’re a fan of The Layers (and on behalf of the band, I’d just like to extend our sympathy. It can’t be easy) then this is probably that time of the year when, your New Year’s resolutions having been consigned to the waste receptacle of futile ambitions (collected by your local council the third […]

He who lives by the rubber sword…

Written by neil on 5 September, 2013 in Ramblings with no comments.

“Oh  no, he’s like so sad…he, like, goes to the woods an’ dresses up like a wizard or something, with a load of other losers at the weekend…” Thus quoth the Bristolian Sasquatch walking in front of me with her friend who was like a mermaid. And by mermaid, I mean one of the manatees […]

They’re back…

Written by neil on 31 July, 2013 in Ramblings with no comments.

‘Tempus fugit’, as the phrase goes – if nothing else, a fine advert for the relevance of Latin, as a simple misunderstanding recently led to The Layers mistaking ‘time flies*’ as an instruction and chasing drosophila around with stopwatches. Well, it’s as good an excuse as any for not keeping the blog up to date […]

The perils of getting paid…

Written by neil on 26 September, 2012 in Ramblings with no comments.

It’s been an uncommonly busy period for a band that normally gigs so occasionally that our typical performing schedule could be plotted on a chart of geological time (probably showing fossil remains of Plaedagigghan Noephuccasaurus). In an unprecedented burst of activity, we’ve actually gigged every week for the last month (the strain being so much […]