THIS is how flyers looked in the naughties, long before you could get AI to run off some slop for you. The Foxes top of the bill at PODFEST, Purple Turtle, Camden. The band got paid £40 for the night. Top of the bill and we were grateful.

A few days later, Alex and I went round to his lounge in north London and played him our songs. He then wrote a piece on us with one of the most extraordinary opening lines we could ever have hoped for. The full story is in this week's Substack post.

The Foxes are back! Sort of. Starting 16th April, I'll (@nigelsongs) be publishing the diaries. The real ones — the gigs, the emails, the industry meetings, the tours, the almost-signings, and everything in between.

If you were there — at the gigs, on the mailing list, following along at the time — this is for you. If you discovered the music afterwards and always wondered what the story was, this is also for you.

With the passing of my dear friend lead guiarist, Jon Bretman, in May I've tried hard to focus on the many amazing times we all had together and with the people we worked with, played to and met along the way.

I did a lot of filming for this (some of which you can spot in the music video for 'Get Me') and now present a short documentary on that session which shows the fun we had together and our joy in making music together.