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Its All Too Much

The world keeps turning and getting further and further away from the one that I recognise or understand. Should I shut my eyes and ears to all of it? Maybe for a while, though it’s very hard. I do care about stuff but I can’t take too much more bad news to be honest. So I am just concentrating on recording and gigs and music. The day to day stuff. The mundane. So here is my latest recording.

Stuff that Dreams Are Made Of

Never give a sucker an even break. Indeed. We have its seems a school boy prime minster but he is no match for PItt the younger I venture.

“William Pitt the Younger was a British statesman, the youngest and last prime minister of Great Britain from 1783 until the Acts of Union 1800 and then first prime minister of the United Kingdom from January 1801. He left office in March 1801, but served as prime minister again from 1804 until his death in 1806.”

Now that’s what you call young. PM at 24

Meanwhile elsewhere there can be no peace, we are told.

The world is broken it seems.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace: where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.


Francis of Assisi

A friend said,
Old age is said to be “a shipwreck”, and I do find it involves loss of what were once comforting certainties. I’m sure everyone experiences this to some degree. Its not our world any more, and we have to find our own way forward. Yes I think I will have to agree with that now.

And today its raining too. I am no longer running or trying to keep up. I just do what I do. Success or lack of it has in the last few month’s seemed to become a trivial matter of no importance.
I make my noises and I am happy if people like them too.

If you can follow your own star, straight on til morning, I think you will be happier for it

When There Is A New Tune…

You know what must be done. An instrumental called “Last Best Hope”
Not much hope in the news today though sadly. The news media is now pretty much a continuous horror show with no redeeming elements. Trying to ignore it has not really worked for me too well.

Ernest people with good hearts protest and march and demonstrate and the law is invoked at every level but nothing changes. We may well march to show our anger against oppressive regimes and our empathy for those that suffer but the bombs stil drop and the bullets continue to fly. What should we believe in when there is nothing left to believe in? From the old (predominately rich white) men in suits and even the young ones there is no hint of change nor would it ever seem so.

This month I have been mostly beavering away in my musical cave doing a lot of recording with a few trips out to rehearsals and not much else. The days are getting noticeably a little bit longer now though. It’s got to help a bit you would hope. I have felt a bit post viral for a week or so now, but I am not aware of picking up any bugs. Weird.

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    Just cause you are a bad person by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    A stream of consciousness song.
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    I am So Empty Now by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    Safe For The Moment by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    A moment of pure joy letting go
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    jazz fusion world style instrumental
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    Simple acoustic guitar instrumental tune.
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    Autumnal Piano Piece
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    Wish You Would Let Me by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    False Prophet by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    In To The Dark by Diana Stones Glasscage
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    Third World Intervention by Diana Stones Glasscage

Can You Really Change The Path Your Life Will take?

Can You Really Change The Path Your Life will take or is it all preordained? Its something I have been thinking about a lot latterly. It often feels to me that many outcomes are a little to predictable at times as if one had a form clavoyance. Sometimes I don’t always seem to be able to keep a rational measured view on things. At times I have felt as there some strange force guiding me but also shutting certain doors and opening others. perhaps really it is just my subconscious, but it can feel like an external force almost. At my lowest ebb I have felt there is some malign force trying to knock me back when I get too cocky. Perhaps we simply have a need to apportion blame to avoid taking responsibility for our own destiny or rather the outcome of our decisions’. I have run in to an odd problem with a project that may well be simply due to me making a couple of mistakes due to a lack of concentration which hopefully I may now have fixed and whilst I know logically it’s just a mistake again my mind wants to interpret it as some sort of malign elemental force standing between me and victory.
I suspect it’s not though. My body clock is out of kilter so sleep is not so good at present as I am dreaming a lot and waking up tired too.

Currently I am having a weird problem with a release through soundclouds distro system where it keeps telling me that the audio language is incorrect. I have checked everything about 4 times now. There was an error which I have corrected but it seems not to have made any difference. If they don’t sort it out soon I will have to use a different platform I think. It’s odd as I have never had problems with them before.

When I have a problem I tend to get stuck and totally obsessed with it, it s a real nuisance at times for me. I feel it stems from a lack of control in my earlier life as a child when I was bullied and there was also a lot of gaslighting. Eventually I ended up with a belief system that if something went wrong it was always due to malicious intent or somebody trying to stop me from doing something. Sometimes it may have been but as time went by then usually it was not. Unfortunately my subconscious has never quite recovered from those fixed ideations. So one little upset when I am feeling fragile sets me off again. The worst part is that I really struggle to shift the focus of my attentions elsewhere.