Hello beautiful people.
I'm at the end of a four day stretch spent with my Dad and my Gran, and what have I spent it doing? WORKING AND COOKING. Is this wise?No. But then I did take a holiday when I should have been working loads, so I just had to pack up the laptop and march off.
I've had like a milliion zillion extremely annoying cancellations for White Heat, and have basically spent 4 days on the phone trying to track down bands that I'd pay to see who can play at really short notice. And then retracting press releases and putting new ones out, and then hoping they're not out of date ten minutes later when I get the next bloody cancellation.
Despite all that, I now have a really tasty bill for White Heat.
And I also have a really sweet set of bands coming up for the Goulag Beat.
I'm not gonna advertise here... but if you want to find out what's coming up check out my guided promotions page or the goulag beat's page. Promise they're dead good. Promise.
I was a bit miffed with my dad for kinda forgetting about me at Christmas, but he's gone and made up for it by having me over to his house, and paying for the flights, and he's decided to give me his old Digital Video Camera. Despite being 5 years old, it's still a brillaint camera. It can do things my phone can't, so it must be amazing!.
I've done my bit by cooking for him and gran twice a day, including a dinner party involving 2 ducks for 7 people last night. I've been giving it loadsa on the authentic italian side of things. See when I get back to Embra it'll be salt'n'sauce again and all will be right with the world.
Anyways, all this domesticity is driving me a bit nuts. Anyone who knows me knows I'm not a domestic person. Someone back me up here...
I've got friends who live around here, but to be honest I just couldn't face seeing how they are now. I'm happy for my childhood friends to live in those memories. One friend up here in particular was always going a bit off the rails, and I don't particularly want to find out what exact state of small town alcoholism he's in.
OK... the next journal entry will be all about tattoos, sex, music, nudity and drugs. That is a promise!
I will make up for all this domesticity by:
- filming dirty things with my new video camera [volunteers?!]
- going out til the very early morning like I'm supposed to
- continuing to ignore all the shit bands that want in on my myspace page
- not speaking to middle-aged people for at least a few weeks.
- making White Heat totally fuck off amazing.
WILL THAT DO? THAT'LL PROBABLY DO, RIGHT?
//end of rant. xx. love still, despite.
I'm at the end of a four day stretch spent with my Dad and my Gran, and what have I spent it doing? WORKING AND COOKING. Is this wise?No. But then I did take a holiday when I should have been working loads, so I just had to pack up the laptop and march off.
I've had like a milliion zillion extremely annoying cancellations for White Heat, and have basically spent 4 days on the phone trying to track down bands that I'd pay to see who can play at really short notice. And then retracting press releases and putting new ones out, and then hoping they're not out of date ten minutes later when I get the next bloody cancellation.
Despite all that, I now have a really tasty bill for White Heat.
And I also have a really sweet set of bands coming up for the Goulag Beat.
I'm not gonna advertise here... but if you want to find out what's coming up check out my guided promotions page or the goulag beat's page. Promise they're dead good. Promise.
I was a bit miffed with my dad for kinda forgetting about me at Christmas, but he's gone and made up for it by having me over to his house, and paying for the flights, and he's decided to give me his old Digital Video Camera. Despite being 5 years old, it's still a brillaint camera. It can do things my phone can't, so it must be amazing!.
I've done my bit by cooking for him and gran twice a day, including a dinner party involving 2 ducks for 7 people last night. I've been giving it loadsa on the authentic italian side of things. See when I get back to Embra it'll be salt'n'sauce again and all will be right with the world.
Anyways, all this domesticity is driving me a bit nuts. Anyone who knows me knows I'm not a domestic person. Someone back me up here...
I've got friends who live around here, but to be honest I just couldn't face seeing how they are now. I'm happy for my childhood friends to live in those memories. One friend up here in particular was always going a bit off the rails, and I don't particularly want to find out what exact state of small town alcoholism he's in.
OK... the next journal entry will be all about tattoos, sex, music, nudity and drugs. That is a promise!
I will make up for all this domesticity by:
- filming dirty things with my new video camera [volunteers?!]
- going out til the very early morning like I'm supposed to
- continuing to ignore all the shit bands that want in on my myspace page
- not speaking to middle-aged people for at least a few weeks.
- making White Heat totally fuck off amazing.
WILL THAT DO? THAT'LL PROBABLY DO, RIGHT?
//end of rant. xx. love still, despite.
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My photographer pal is Laura, some of her stuff is here. It takes ages to load, dunno why.