11.28.03 - 07:55am
Well, the wine seems to have evaporated from my writing style, so that’s good. What a prat (confused readers may wish to know that my last diary entry was written after I’d spilt a glass of red wine over my keyboard and housing benefit form, and then tried to wipe it up using the Kiss [...]
11.27.03 - 04:05pm
Syhitg nitgtgaz. I justg spilled some red wine all over myh keyhboard and myh yhousintg benefitg form and itgs made myh spellintgs tgo all fucked up. Tgyhouyhtg I[‘d syhare tgyhis litgtgle momentg witgyh yh[‘all. I tgreid tgo mop itg up witgyh tgyhe Kiss –Syhirtg myh bro tgave me butg…
Fuckitg.
11.26.03 - 06:58am
Feel a bit inadequate as a human being to day because The Melvins are playing in Cambridge tonight and I know I’m not going to go.
On the other hand I’ve got that faintly superhuman feeling that comes from doing a good gig, and last night’s at the Bull & Gate was almost that. [...]
11.26.03 - 05:20am
Ah…
Half past nine on a Friday night and I’m here at my desk, as straight as a die, whilst the rest of the world knocks off for the mash-up. The balance is redressed, but I fear I’ll be tearing its knickers off again by tomorrow.
Another Retro Electro the other day. I’d [...]
11.19.03 - 09:08am
Disjointed head… been a busy couple of weeks…
Sat up with Andrew from Shires Recordings last night trying to sort out the graphics for the Um single. Once again I found myself being acutely aware that I was having a monumental struggle with the decision-making process; indeed, there was no processing going on at [...]
11.18.03 - 08:25am
Sorry, been very slack again, and lots has happened, or at least lots that I wanted to write about.
I can’t write about the Primal Scream party because it’s too dark. My mates in Brighton used to call them The Scottish Band so as to avoid bad luck, and I can see why. It [...]
11.05.03 - 08:30am
As I was unlocking my bike outside Arjuna the other day I noticed that my fingers were getting wet, and I saw that my bike had been sprayed with some kind of liquid. Looking at the colour and consistency of the drops I was able to immediately apprehend that they were of beer. Against my [...]
11.04.03 - 04:13pm
My professional millieu gets weirder and weirder. First The Vichy Government share a bill with The Damo Suzuki Band (and a random group of mourners), and now Peter Pringle is locking horns with Man From Uranus in the Moog forum.