Cat the Dog were an English indie rock band formed in Brighton, East Sussex in 2005, consisting of Chris Melian (vocals/guitar), Andy Newton (drums), Dan Logan (bass guitar), and Daryl Pruess (lead guitar),[1][2] all of whom attended Brighton Institute of Modern Music.[citation needed]
Chris Melian and Andy Newton moved in 2004 from Toronto to England. The band signed with Virgin Records after only three shows and BMG Music Publishing signed Cat the Dog to a long-term publishing deal.[citation needed] They were managed by Rob Swerdlow, Mark Nicholson and Dave Nicoll, who are also behind fellow Brighton band The Kooks.[citation needed]
Cat the Dog supported The Automatic and The Kooks, and recorded with producer Jack Douglas at Hook End Studios in Reading.[citation needed] They released singles "I'm a Romantic"[3] and "Gotta Leave",[4] and managed to get airplay on MTV's Spankin' New Music.[5] In November 2007 the band were involved in a near fatal car crash while travelling to their gig and had to escape from their van by breaking a window and climbing out.[6] They soon split up in December 2007 after a tour with Zico Chain.[citation needed]
Immediately after the split, in January 2008 bassist Dan Logan briefly joined The Kooks in place of Max Rafferty;[7] the latter would then form The Third Man with Cat the Dog drummer Andy Newton.[citation needed] In 2009, Cat the Dog vocalist Chris Melian joined the group The Hot Melts.[8]
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Sad Dog Diary
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Dear Diary - It has occurred to me today that my dearest human has never sniffed my backside I must bond with him in different ways Like my father always used to say, if you want someone to look you in the eye make sure that your mouth smells exactly like your butt It's difficult to argue with that logic and so I have eaten some rotting earthworms in preparation for my dear human's return, as well as one of his socks. Dear Diary - it's not so much that I miss my testicles, I know it's a right of passage in our pack and I'm sure that my dearest human has had his removed as well but when that one bulldog comes to the dog park and parades his testicles around I can't help but notice how Ginger looks at them I love Ginger. to be fair I will admit he has a fine smelling butthole Dear Diary-- the cat is a curious magical creature It's as if a teddybear mated with a cactus and it's much less fun to play with then it would appear and yet it poops delicious candy into a box of pee flavored sprinkles Dearest human guards these treats jealously, often harvesting them into a barrel, but I will admit that I sneak one from time to time They are delicious, forgive me. Dear Diary-- this is the 733rd day that I have tried to test what cat swore to me was true namely, that if you hump anything long enough you will find a vagina so far the results have been mixed, my dearest human's leg vagina has not revealed itself, however I'm almost certain that I felt something on the brown teddy bear more tests are needed Dear Diary-- I have yet to see my dearest human poop anywhere, I suspect he may not know how I have resolved to teach him when we patrol the neighborhood each day in search of man with hats and beards It is embarrassing to do in public but he must learn somehow, I fear he will die of constipation If don't succeed fortunately my dearest human seems to show some interest and is now collecting my feces in a small bag. Soon. Dear Diary, I must be more careful when licking my genitals my dearest human seems sensitive about it, most likely because he is incapable of licking his own as always I am in awe of his ability to be so noble despite what I can imagine are filthy, filthy genitals. He hides them everyday. Dear Diary, today I have added a fourth circle to my pre-pooping ritual. As before the first circle is to verify that I do in fact need to poop the second is to check for gremlins and men with beards and hats the third is to re-verify my need for pooping, and now the fourth is to honor my newly deceased toy stuffed lama rest in peace, I didn't mean to shake your head off. Dear Diary, I told the cat about how my dearest human has promoted me, teaching me to shake so I can participate in his business dealings however, cat pointed out that I am often unaware of what I am shaking on for example, when I shook the neighbors hand this morning, I have no clue what I agreed to, none. Cat says this is how the devil buys souls, I will pee on the bed for comfort. Dear Diary, my dearest human asked me where the ball was when it was clearly in plain sight I brought it over and he threw it even farther away then asked me where it was and was very happy when I brought it again perhaps a metaphor? Dearest human leaves each day and I am happy when he returns wait, maybe he is the ball and I am dearest human this is too much, I must pee on the bed.
References
- ^ Hampson, Gemma (1 July 2007). "Cat The Dog: Promising 'in your face' rock rumbles". Clash Music. Archived from the original on 5 September 2008. Retrieved 28 July 2016.
- ^ Lester, Paul (7 August 2007). "No 159: Cat The Dog". The Guardian. Retrieved 28 July 2016.
- ^ Reed, Becky (5 September 2007). "Cat The Dog". Click Music. Archived from the original on 18 August 2016. Retrieved 28 July 2016.
- ^ Harper, Jamie. "Cat The Dog - Gotta Leave (Virgin)". Archived from the original on 3 December 2007.
- ^ Cooksley, Jo (14 August 2007). "Cat The Dog review". BBC. Retrieved 28 July 2016.
- ^ Bychawski, Adam (19 November 2007). "Cat The Dog in near-fatal car crash". NME. Archived from the original on 15 March 2016.
- ^ "Kooks bassist quits the band". NME. 30 January 2008. Archived from the original on 9 May 2008.
- ^ Wright, Jade (20 August 2009). "The Hot Melts - the next big thing". Liverpool Echo. Retrieved 29 January 2023.
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