Maverick Sabre from the Roundhouse
From the Roundhouse recording studios in Camden, North London, comes a song that should sweep the world. Well, yes, in my view, it should. I can already hear the complaint that the Editor of the TLS should step back from tipping songs. But, I've begun and, since 'They Found Him A Gun' has not left my head since I first heard it yesterday, I'm sticking to my 'should'.
This is a song about classroom shootings, about 'fight or flight' in our own local streets and others' streets, and if a sweep of 'the world' is perhaps too much to predict, it should echo and re-echo across the Atlantic to Virginia Tech and Columbine and surely will.
The singer and writer is the nineteen/twenty year old, Irish-Londoner, Maverick Sabre, about whom there is only a certain amount of reliable information on-line and nothing like as much as there will be soon. There's a somewhat scratchy video version here which gives some idea of the song but the double CD on which I found it last night, being a TLS Editor unfashionably unattached to downloadings, was put in my hand by Marcus Davey, the director who inspires so many of the great things that happen there.
ThirtytrihT is set of thirty songs recorded in the Roundhouse studios that sit under the brick and great-bowled roof of the rock and theatre venue that was once a gin-store and turn-table for steam-engines. We had had a trustees meeting - and doubtless discussed a good deal about Roundhouse money, Roundhouse bars and future projects to help the young make music, movies and something more of themselves than they otherwise might achieve in a culture of state education that offers and expects so little.
But I don't remember very much of that this morning, with Maverick Sabre hammering in my head.