Good grief.

This is what I come up against in my very occasional attempts at promotion in the highly incestuous and inward-looking f*lk club village. If an artist hasn't been and done 976 floor spots at 'our club' or appeared at one of the three festivals we've ever been at, for us they just don't exist.

Yet you organisers all apparently have computers nowadays, and you do know how to use a search engine? And access MySpace? No wonder the forward booking programmes are just so dull, dull, dull. With a handful of notable exceptions, you just haven't a clue who's out there.