A fairly good indication of how I spend my weekends. (I’m the one in the band playing a squeezebox and dressed as a skeleton.) (Those folks behind us in white are Brighton Morris Men.) (They are improbably nimble.)
If you prefer something a little more traditional, there’s this:
You Will… (by Bright Eyes)
Sympathy For The Devil (live cover)
(I notice this is post number 13. Nice.)
Chapter 60: The Ice Festival
Dear Diary,
Quick work, my friend! I like your stylings.
In that case, this is one of my favourite 3 minutes in all the world:
Chapter 59: Where would you like to go?
Dear Diary,
I’ve lost the knack of this blogging nonsense, I’ll be honest with you. I mean, it has been a while.
It used to be my ‘I’ve got 20 minutes to spare what will I do now?’ of choice once upon a time — so much so that I never used to get any songs written! But now… it’s just hard to get back into the emotion of it.
By which I mean that I still have plenty of ideas, but none that actually excite me enough to make me want to read about them.
I’m not fantastically bothered by it though. I know that I always get this when I’m starting something I haven’t done in a while. If I haven’t written any songs in ages then the first few are usually pretty awful, and never even get finished. But before long I get back into it, until eventually I start seeing everything in terms of song ideas.
So it will figure itself out in its own sweet time.
But in the meantime, a question. By way of a preamble.
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