That broken boy you bargain with
Friday 21st September, 2007 @ 01:02 am

Hopefully I'm never going back to that tired contrived tripe that is opium again. And you can tell by the clicks in my Ks that I mean it. Kak. Kak. Such a tiresome avenue, I don't know why I bother. No one there is interested in music anymore, not even the DJ's; it's all about hits, non stop hits which keep that four to the floor and your hands waving like they just don't care... or whatever stupid chant is in vogue that week. My friend, Nick Gibbs, who I haven't seen in a few weeks, maybe months, came up to me tonight and started singing one of my songs in my ear. Some of the stuff I recorded, but never finished, with Steve is getting around and he's said he really enjoyed it especially Angle and Distance. To be honest, anyone blurbing out my lyrics is quite any honour and for them to actually be remember really does amaze me. I said to John this evening that this might be what "Rock Star" status feels like; it's quite an ego push. Anyways, he said that he wants to be involved with the recording especially that song; he wants to make some long freaked out loops buzzing back and forth which is when I said that I had an idea for some buzzing shit to loop and make noise for a few minutes linking into the next song. Hopefully when/if I get back in the studio with Steve we'll sort something out. I can't wait.



[Dead Leaves On The Dirty Ground - Thile Cover, Yo!]
Tuesday 18th September, 2007 @ 03:28 pm

This summer has been weird. I like the fact there has been a lack of a heatwave but, in a sense, it also makes me feel like I've been duped out of a summer; a summer where I moan and have to lay around on the sofa in my undies, making sure the fan head only points at me whilst and ten litres of water throughout the day. We ran out of orange juice so I decided it would be cool to get out of the flat without washing, I am stinking up the place, and get some juice. Juice is such a good morning drink, along with coffee. I might start having a routine of downing a glass of juice and then chilling back with a coffee whilst I check my morning updates. Anyways, I've started loosing weight which might be down to the juice or the fact I'm only eat one meal a day. I'm just not hungry anymore and my stomach just feels gassy and bloated, but then I guess it's always had that Ethiopian look. Still, I know what will happen; I will get all excited that I'm going down to what I consider my ideal weight (not what that height and size thing says) and then I'll start freaking out on the cereal munchies at night again, thus ruining what I've accomplished without exercise or movement in any form. The film on my polaroid is slowly running out. I only had 10 snaps in it and I've been using it cautiously so they don't run out by the time my next loads arrive. I managed to find some place on ebay selling 2 packs of 10 for ?11+4 p&p. Either way, I'm still saving ?5 off the retail. I also bought a feedback buster too from ebay. I don't know why to be honest, it was going cheap, like ?8 including delivery so I figured I might as well buy one just in case... like... you know... But I guess it'll be quite useful for when I'm playing late at night and my acoustic isn't blairring out across the flat. Can you believe it's only three months until Christmas? I hope I have a job before then. I've really been trying recently and applied nearly everywhere. Another thing, it's my mum' birthday next week. Tuesday, I think, or whenever the 25th is. I don't know what to get her, I'm broke. Maybe I shouldn't of spent my money on film and feedback busters and thought more about the long run of things and shit. Anyone got any ideas of what I can spend ?20 on? Remembering my mum is 47 this year and doesn't like pop punk or death metal. Crazy, I know. Erm, I only have one film left now.


"Life's tough, at least there's pizza..."
Saturday 15th September, 2007 @ 08:30 pm

I didn't get the printing job. I'm relieved but also feel quite disappointed. I guess my confidence routine has just come off as arrogant and prickish and maybe it's knocked it a bit which is probably a good thing. But I shall not be broken down, I will get a job, soon. For the past month I've been trying to buy a polaroid camera; I went into Jessops a few weeks back and they said they would order one for me, I'm impatient so I went to the camera shop down north street. No joy there though they had a bin of ?1 cameras which may or may not work and they don't know what film they would take. I decided to wait another week and I headed back to Jessops; this time they told me they don't sell them anymore even though they could easily of ordered me one last week. By this point I was quite pissed off, so I went to their website and ordered one from there and in less than two days, it was at my door. You can keep up with my crazy polaroid action here. The postman actually has a habit of just leaving stuff on the doorstep. This guy is new. Previous guys have left it with my neighbours (one of my old neighbours used to work for the post office so he would leave it with her when I couldn't be bothered to open the door) or they would give it to my grandparents (somehow they knew who they was and where they lived). Anyways, look what else came in the post. Here, have a new song I wrote and recorded at home today. Holy shit, Heroes catch up weekend of the first six episodes.