Here’s a video made by our friend Kat Jungnickel which features a shortened version of the song “There Goes My Guitar” (You can find the song in full on the Boneshaker mag bandcamp site and on the forthcoming album.)
“There goes my guitar” was written in my head as I watched Jen cycle into the Iranian desert with my guitar strapped to the back of her bike. The guitar and Jen would wobble in and out of the mirage as we cycled.
The video is a bit closer to home. Kat was doing a PhD research project into cycling cultures in different cities and soon after our return from India we met her on the Bristol Bath bike path. It was part of an arts trail project and we were exhibiting some photos from the trip and I was playing my songs through a battery powered amp by the path. Kat wanted to interview us for her project and then take a David Hockney like picture collage of us on our bikes outside an abandoned chocolate factory. (We met some great characters that day including a professional metal detector offering call outs for lost wedding rings. He wrote his number on the back of a business card for a dementia care home.)
Kat exhibited the photos she’d been taking at Bristol Bike Festival and Jen and I played a short set in a pop up exhibition in an old shop.
Here’s a photo of Kat’s exhibition behind our little set up (Jen plays the casio keyboard) You can just see Kat’s collage of us outside the old chocolate factory in the bottom right hand corner.
Kat then asked if we could provide a song for a short film about her cycling project and hey presto a video.
I particularly like the mandolin break at end (recorded by our Devonshire mate Jon) and Kat brushing the leaves on the trees as she rides through a park on her penny farthing. Kat races these iron spinneys all over the world. What a brilliant bunch of bike crazies we all are.
Jet McDonald 