![]() ![]() JON - The sadness of the story and the beauty of Kenny's vocal melody meant that arrangement-wise, everything just suggested itself. Touring with a band and being periodically skint didn't seem such a bad deal after that. ![]() We got talking, and within a half hour he'd shattered every romantic notion I'd ever had of a life at sea. He told me he'd fallen asleep pissed and set his couch alight with a cigarette end. One day I popped outside to discover I had a neighbour after all, sitting on the kerb coughing for Scotland as black reek billowed out of his flat. It's a bit of a misnomer - steadily growing second homes and retirement village would be more apt - and for years I counted only 2 lights on during winter for the whole of the Shoregate, and those belonged me and my gran. ![]() KC - I live in a small fishing village called Crail in the North East of Fife. I like the total lack of urgency in this track. The piano and voices all start to echo and feedback until they become one big haze of sound, and the first proper song starts over that. The intention of this track ended up being to present the sound of "real life", then have music come in over it and give you the feeling that you're drifting into a dream or tripping out, to kind of open the way for the album. The piece that came out was slow and simple but had a weird melancholic dreaminess to it, which when combined with the cafe sounds, had a kind of nostalgic or emotional effect that i liked. When i was back at the studio, i played this recording back whilst playing the piano. Disappointingly, you can just about hear me asking for a receipt. So we went into a cafe on the shore, and i recorded what went on in there, picking up the voices of the girls serving us, a bit of the conversation we were having, and the noise of cups clattering and hot drinks being made. We were in Anstruther harbour and i had wanted to pick up the sounds of the sails hitting the masts in the wind, but in the end the wind itself was all that got picked up. JON - I was up in Fife staying with Kenny, and we were driving around the towns and countryside collecting field recordings. He taped us jawing away on a sunny cafe terrace in Anstruther one day in early May, and made a thing of beauty, local accents and all. ![]() KC - Other than the title, and some inane chatter about family allergies, this is Jon's baby. Described by King Creosote as a "soundtrack to a romanticised version of a life lived in a Scottish coastal village", the record weaves in slices of Fife life - bike wheels, spring tides, tea cups and café chatter, featuring lyrics and vocals from King Creosote sung over musical backdrops arranged and recorded by Jon Hopkins. Kenny Anderson (aka King Creosote) & Jon Hopkins talk us through their album, Diamond Mine. ![]()
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