Home at last, knackered; feet up and a slow gin and tonic (not Sloe Gin, rather ornery Greenalls’, just sipping it slowly) while catching up with the world, with Apple’s new MacBooks (not sure yet about them; just as well, I have a practically new one that has to last at least a couple of years yet). the collapse of the world economy and my own. Listen again to that rehearsal take with the tympani which only I in the world seem to like. I think there is a piece there trying to come out, though. Twee and over-dramatic but very much me, so I’ll be working on it. Just realised I put a lot of my photography here but never any of my music. That may change. And that I was going to invite mr
deathboy around for a drink and possibly a jam and still haven’t done so. Music kind of is why I am in the world. Not that I’m good at it or anything (although this far I do think I know a fair bit on how it works). Resonate with the world, sometimes against it. 