The Roquefort Files

It has been, to be honest, a pretty mundane couple of weeks. I’ve been been inexorably pulled back to work in the office (rather than at home) by a day more each month, and now I’m back up to four days in, one day out. Coupled with this, I’m not convinced I can ride my [...]

Somehow I forgot to go snowboarding this winter, and consequently haven’t had much of a holiday for six months or so. The financial mugging meted out by the process of buying a flat put paid to a big old foreign jaunt and so I suggested that we make a modest start by going up north [...]

We inherited a washing machine from the woman who used to live in the flat. It was so old that the dial had been worn smooth, and the only perceptible markings on it were a green line, a blue line and a red dot. “It used to belong to my Mum,” she told us. “I [...]

Last week kicked off with the annual Coba Fynn & Friends (post) Christmas Night Out at the Celtic Connections Festival Club. We assembled at Khublai Khan’s to gird our loins before heading along to the Central Hotel. This high concept, medium execution restaurant has always puzzled me a little. Call me a sceptic, but I’m [...]

The various members of Coba Fynn have been the pivots around which some of my more memorable nights out have eccentrically revolved. Chris presided over a number of noteworthy evenings back in our salad days, culminating one night in a Dantean descent to the lowest level of Espionage with a man named John who foamed [...]

Coba Fynn played Barfly again the other week, trying out a couple of new songs on a mostly unfamiliar audience (most of whom had been bussed in from Dunfermline to follow their leaders, Nine Circles and Val Verde) and with a secret weapon up our collective sleeves. Now you may remember we play the Liquid [...]

Ash & I spent a late Thanksgiving over at Jeff & Devon’s place on Friday night, where we were fed and watered in rather spectacular fashion. Brenna was over visiting* during a break from her trick riding gig at the circus, but rather than press her for anecdotes about clowns, horses or freak accidents involving [...]

let the band begin to play. In other words, the Coba Fynn demo is finally here and Davis has done astonishing work on it. Get it here!

I did nothing at the weekend. I’m glossing over a letterbox-eyed, four-hour Resident Evil 4 session (we had to break the TV in somehow, and MGS3 is just so dashed cerebral sometimes) but in effect, we wore a path from the couch to the kitchen and back for two days straight. Lofty plans of a [...]

Coba Fynn are back in action. Having said that, don’t bother clicking on that link just yet – our esteemed internet host switched us to a different server recently, breaking our site in the process. Normal service should be resumed in a day or two. Anyway, we managed a more productive return to form in [...]