We did a gig, we recorded some stuff (on the same day), I changed my head, I sent out some feelers, I updated our website (finally), and it feels like the wheels, whilst not necessarily rolling, are creaking slightly, the rust minutely cracking, cobwebs snapping. I’ve been writing down, for each night that I’m free, what I’m going to attempt to achieve in that particular evening. I had planned to get the recordings, go home, listen intently, even start organising them. What actually happened was I went to get the recordings and ended up chatting and playing Wii tennis, golf and bowling until the Witching Hour with my friends and laughing a lot! Not that I’m complaining, it was great fun, which sometimes I don’t make time for.
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