Today is a burst of introversion, with a semi-compulsory duvet day thrown in.

If you can’t join em beat them as Vlad and Kim might say. It’s just like the 60s again, threat of Armageddon just around the corner, riding with the wind in your hair (when you had hair) like theres no tomorrow.

Messaging a friend with thoughts on separating the artist from the art.

“I like Wagner’s music very so I dont think when I am listening to it thats he was a bit of an anti-semite. Ike Turner was of course an abuser/wife beater. Ray Charles was druggie but fathered a total of 12 children with ten different women and depending on how you view that’s either heroic or despicable. Gill’s personal diaries reveal his child sex abuse of his two eldest teenage daughters during their time at Ditchling Common, incestuous relationships with his sisters, and, in 1930, sexual acts on his dog, which is a bit too much of a stretch, though Gil Sands is a great font widely used. its complex. I would say most people don’t think about the artist but rather the art, but having said that most people don’t think do they?”

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Here’s a picture of me on a Saturday night gig with Martin Day at the Woolpack. Great fun though it was an insanely hot day in Chelmsford. Fun and random madness ago go. The car is at the garage getting fixed, needs new brakes. Life is Life as they say.

Wow, hey new tune for you all. Nothing to do with the guys in the photo though. Only little me. as ever. Time ticks by as I wait for a violin valuation to take place. It’s quite exciting like Schrodinger’s Violin as at present it’s both priceless and unique but also old and little more than a curio. I think its unique and wonderful of course but I could do with a few bob extra to be frank or anyone else come to that. The Violin on the track I just posted is of course my electric violin.

Still possibly the most important message of all time:

“Love your neighbour as yourself.”

or maybe at least try to get halfway there?

John 13:34 – “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.”

You know it makes sense. And sometimes to know you are not alone.

And this also is sound philosophically: Now I am not a believer, but who knows and I like the sentiment of these words. I had a friend who was a preacher who lost faith and found it again. Redemption? Perhaps everybody can find that in some way?

Matthew 5:43-48 NIV

 “You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor  and hate your enemy.’  But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you,  that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous.  If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that?  And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? 

Read Matthew 5

I know that’s got you thinking. It’s just a quick burst of anxiety kicking in. Probably. Or the end of times or some such but hey no worries. These are the feast or famine times. I have been a bit busy of late which is mostly good at least for my mental health. We are now in at the start of meteorological autumn in the UK and its a very grey day. My music and recording room is the darkest in my home. In winter its cosy but in Summer it can be a bit gloomy at times with just the one window that looks out on the veranda in afternoon when the Sun has moved to the west.

A little bit of crazy going on for me today I think. Plus a migraine trying to start as well. I have just remastered this track. See what you think

Nothing Speaks To Me

I am pleased to have a few things going again. The two years wandering in the wilderness during the pandemic left quite a hangover and I have had a bit of a reboot, but not quite enough of one.

Talking of reboots: Here is my new band

The Sonic Boomers after a recent rehearsal.

Stay tuned for what happened next.