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There is always something unfinished

Here’s a tune called “Tin Foil Hat On 1234”. And why not indeed. I am not sure what its about but I am convinced it has a sincere and profound message for you to find if you listen to it often enough. What do you think it means, other than yesterday’s cold pizza for breakfast. Meaning is often overrated and best left to philosophers I feel. Yesterday I had the first rehearsal of 2024 with a band I am in called the Sonic Boomers. Great fun and its sounding pretty good. We just need a few gigs now having made our début last year with a handful. We are ever hopeful, or deluded. Possibly both in equal measure of course. We won’t be playing “Tin Foil hat On 1234” though. Yet! 🙂

My back seems to be a bit unhappy after yesterday’s efforts. I might have carried stuff a bit too enthusiastically I think. It is very easily done. I still move quickly when I am active. You just forget that although you are feeling energetic at the time you may pay a price for it later. You feel better and you think I don’t need to make two trips to the car and then your doomed. It is a very fine line between that and loosing upper body strength at times. When we came out of the two years lockdown although I could walk OK I felt quite weak in my core and I still am. That makes your back worse too of course. You feel better and you think I don’t need to make two trips to the car and then your doomed. It is a very fine line between that and loosing upper body strength at times. When we came out of lockdown though I could walk OK I felt quite weak in my core and I still am. That makes your back worse too of course. Today is therefore a bit of an enforced “taking it easy” one.

We have had flooding in this area in the last couple of days, that’s has caused a bit of bother with water running off the fields on to roads rather than sinking in to the ground.

Diana Stone say welcome to 2024 with love xxx

Smile it may never happen but if it does, run away very fast…





Happy New Year we hope

I am fighting my usual winter malaise at present. My mood drops very rapidly sometimes. Literally from one day to the next. I looked at my diary for last year at this time and I was a lot busier even then. There seem to be less and less opportunity’s for me personally with regard to live music as time has passed. That’s a shame. I have tried getting involved with a few things of course, but its slim picking’s right now. Plus to much time for introspection brings up some very odd and disturbing mental landscapes. I now know why people get old weird and crazy if left to long to their own devices. At the moment I feel I am starting to rust.

More Rain Again

Its very wet and not in a good way, like moist or damp may sometimes be when appropriate. Below is a tune that is not a rain dance. Today has been very hard work to be honest and very little has been accomplished. My creative river is depleted to a trickle unlike the deluge outside which gives a steady background accompaniment. So regular and unvaried that it is possible to screen out the sound. Time then for thoughts to intrude and to wonder why things come to pass as they do. The tone of the rain is a little more insistent now than it was. Resilient dark umbrella clad silhouettes pass under the cone of the street light briefly on some serious mission that will not be aborted due to mere matters like excess sky juice.


Welcome 2024, What have you got in store

Dare I even ask. Perhaps I will just wait and see to avoid unnecessary stress as there is no defence against the future, particularly if you are a quantum determinist. Its also at this time of year we always ask ourselves what would Elvis do? Certainly not this. I just remastered this track from 4 years back to see if it could get it a bit more love. Fingers crossed and affirmations made 🙂

As I write this the sky is crying a bit. Rain and lots of it. Again. A typical start to the new year and my birthday month. A day doing obscure stuff in the studio room whilst the wind kicks off mightily outside. Its really unsettling though. I am wobbling uncertainly into 2024.