I notice that I seem to do most of my actual recording and mixing in the late afternoon and evening. Writing and practice tends to be during the day. Sometimes I wake up with an idea which I always seem to forget though by the time I have had breakfast. That seems to be my particular pattern/routine though it is not a schedule it seems to have naturally become one in terms of flow? The earliest time I have ever recorded in “proper”studios has around 10.30 am, but nothing useful has occurred until about an hour later on average. I do often think about what I should be doing as opposed to what I am actually doing and surprisingly there’s not much in it. I mostly get to do what I want when I want to which is pretty neat really. So my plan such as it is is just to carry on regardless whilst it’s all still fun.

Today I went for a ride in the (Citroen) Picasso for an hour. We both survived and the engine kept going. So looking like light duty’s from now till next week and if thats OK back to normal service (fates permitting and particularly at this time: If we are spared). Lovely sunny day, cold but very pleasant. At such troubled times as these it feels almost like the Cuban missile crisis again. Or maybe it’s even worse having just read the news? Will Putin’s rage send us all to an early grave. Mad Vlad or just bad Vlad? Tomorrow is another country to paraphrase. Possibly…

Dissertation

 “One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star”. 

 Friedrich Nietzsche

It’s Monday and it felt OK when I work up, not so much now though. Scary old world’s got me down again I am afraid. Depressing business though, old men waging wars for very little logical reason… But that’s not a new thing is it? Everything is a bit weird right now. So here’s a new tune to go with the madness elsewhere. I am trying to fill my time usefully at present but the gloom is creeping into my head a bit. Autumn is OK and beautiful but just not today. Today is miserable wet autumn not romantic warm old gold and red toned autumn sadly. Cheese may help of course 🙂

Just Cause You’re a Bad Person …

The car saga continues, ostensibly it is well again according to the OBC tester but I don’t entirely trust it yet, (it needs a longer run for that) and time pressures mean I have not been able to properly test it at my leisure. I need to be sure of it before doing any motorway miles. Mildly frustrating I must admit. If only there was a similar device I could plug into my brain to clear my own personal fault codes 😂 Sometimes I talk too much and also often too little, but frequently with no filter.

Got my Electric and gas bill for the year. £1500! Its correct but it is still a shocker and not remotely a gas. Still as they say “Easy Come, Easy go” 🙂
It has screwed up my finances a bit so I might to do a couple of extra shifts grinding at the mill 😉

I have just come back from an Orchard rehearsal and I am a wee bit tired, I am sleeping Ok but maybe not quite long enough?

 “You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” — Mae West

“Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.”— Lao-Tze

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.” — Dr. Seuss

Looking back on life, I think I paid my dues for the wrongs that I did do, though how wrong they were I am not really sure. Can love ever be wrong?

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And,
like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
as dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.

William Shakespeare

From The Tempest, Act 4 Scene 1