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A New Song Is In The Works

Well to be honest that’s clickbait really as there is usually something in the works at any time though I am trying to get a little more mainstream again with this latest effort. Its nearly there, but I do need to not over spice it, which is easily done I find. So I am pausing for a moment as it may be complete I feel? We shall see. I await the arranging muse. To leave it or not to leave it…Where tis nobler not put loads of unnecessary overdubs’ but by abating make it wholesome again. Ey, there’s the rub. I shall go and review it now.
And I decided to leave it as it was. Its a song I may well revisit and revise in future I think . So here it is below. A first draft if you will.

Wrong Target

As I write this it’s been a day of rain whilst I do studio things. I feel a little cabin fever coming on to be honest after a week of doing stuff mostly on my own. Ho Hum. But there are daffodils blooming at least.

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    Time Will Take So Much From You by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    A Darker Green by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    Its all about the mo0ney you know
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    A violin and Rhodes tune for you 🎶
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    The Best That I Can Do For You Now by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    I Have No Faith Left by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    Just Because It Fits Maybe You Shouldent by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    Just a sleazy blues
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    Sometimes you have a revelation and you can’t keep it to yourself so you end up singing about about it almost ecstatically. So I did. Go me. A very recent recording inspired by those moments of special sharing twined with enlightenment.
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    Tune in Gb
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    A few thoughts on lost opportunities' in a pop rock setting ballad.

A lot of Anger Pointed At The Wrong People

When I was in my 20s to 30’s I can honestly say I lived a fairly sheltered life. But when a set of circumstances caused me to change to a very different sort of working environment I was slowly but surely exposed to many challenges about how I thought the world was, as opposed to how it actually is or was. My eyes and ears were opened. Even now though I am still stunned by much that I see and hear from supposedly educated people. Times and circumstances changed and new lessons were learned. At least in my case I believe, but perhaps it is not the same for others? And it’s difficult to have any sort of reasoned discussion with anyone quite often now. Also facts are considered to be subjective and mutable now and the thing called alternate truth which apparently exists now. It’s difficult for me to really clearly define what is happening as my vocabulary often feels inadequate when I respond. I am always worried that my comments might be misinterpreted and misunderstood.

There seem to be so many fake profiles on facebook now. I have just seen one with a verified tick but the profile name bears no relation to the url? Bot perhaps or good old fashioned troll.

Due to a set of unexpected circumstances’ I find I have a rather low key week ahead. I will try and make use of it somehow though if I can. I am keeping up the usual routine as much as I can.

A well of sleep

Physically I am tired, though I do sleep reasonably well. I have very little confidence about going out socially on my own at present, (though I do have abit of social contact but really not quite enough) and it is making me feel a bit isolated. I am not too sure what to do about that really as my best laid plans don’t seem to be working at all. I had hoped by now it would get easier but its not working that way. I suppose fundamentally we cannot change our personality type. It’s a nuisance though. At present in between the odd gig, rehearsals and writing and recording I am watching far to much you tube. I have lost it somewhere along the way. Maybe it’s just the effect of getting a little older. Making friends is hard. Or rather finding a good close friend that you can trust is hard. Really hard. I must make the effort somehow.

Shouting in a Bucket
This song is 7 years old now. That is a surprise.

Its obvious that there are a lot of inaccurate populist notions about gender/sex built mostly on fear that are exploited on both sides (and by politicians for cheap votes) and unsophisticated people will and do fall for it. And of course it helps distract from stuff like “people in small boats” and supporting a nation with military aid that is committing war crimes….In other news, I still have a decent following for my Music in both Russia and Ukraine according to my play stats. How inclusive am I then. Another moan, why is it people always assume that one has never done research into anything before commenting. Perhaps because most keyboard warriors don’t perchance?

The suns is shining again here as I type this. The daylight is lasting a little longer too now.

I have also been putting some music on TikTok as they now distribute tracks too. I am not sure how useful it is but the tracks do rack up a decent number of plays statistically if you post them with a slideshow or video.

I got into a Facebook discussion against my better judgement and am feeling a bit battered by it to be honest.

On Facebook the rule seems to be never “Never let a fact get in the way”.
“What larks, Pip, what larks” 
I have learnt my lesson….