We know how hard it is to get radio play in South Africa. To be fair, we are a comedy band so we’re not surprised radio stations don’t know what to do with songs about flavoured sterilised milk based drinking products. But still, it seems like it’s tough for all bands.

I wanted to write a blog about hipsters. The problem is I don’t really understand anything about hipsters. Somewhere along the line it became incredibly fashionable to look like a slick nerd from the 60s whose clothes shrunk in the wash. But the fact that I describe hipsters in that way probably means I’m not at all qualified to make any statements about them.

In case you haven’t heard by now, this week we’re debuting our brand new musical comedy show at The Grahamstown Festival Fringe, The Brothers Streep: Stand-up Musicians.

When crafting a theme park ride, I imagine you do your best to create an experience in which your riders will feel a sense of controlled danger. Danger, because they know deep down that humans weren’t made to be propelled upside down at immense speed, but control, because they’re fairly confident the theme park wouldn’t still be open if things hadn’t been tested first. I’ve yet to be in a ride where the operator kicks things off by saying, “Fingers crossed, let’s hope this works…”

If you haven’t yet heard of Derick Watts & The Sunday Blues then there’s a huge chance that you don’t have the Internet and the only reason you’re reading this now is because someone printed it out for you because they were testing their printer and had nothing better to print.