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Back on the wheel today.Connor the painter ( and fellow diver in the ELDC) arrived at 8.30. I was still fraggled until 11 when my dad came up for coffee. Obvious point of discussion was the derby Final. Everyone is talking about it here, even neutrals, as being a wonder game!I Get flutters of panic even now and I am not even playing. God knows what’s going through the team’s minds in the lead up!Plumber finished his work here and new steel radiator up on wall in kitchen which is now gloriously gleaming even with it’s first base coat. Two more to go! … Continue Reading
Listening to Zeist mixes second night with Liam in control room as kitchen platoon work feverishly in freezing conditions.
Window now doesn’t arrive until at least tomorrow after being told today was the day. So big hole in wall and wind and drizzle sucking the warmth outside as the plasterer waits on the surfaces to dry.
ADT (Aggravating Dick Turpins) holding me up again as motion sensor moved and door contacts replaced.Pisses me off knowing that it’s over
I sincerely appreciate all your pleas to come to your particular country/city but if we don’t get serious offers of shows then we can’t make it happen. There are lots of places in the World I want to play where I know there are fans but in a lot of cases not enough to sustain a serious show that makes financial sense to either the promoter ( who’s ass is primarily on the line if it fails) and mine (who’s ass is secondary on the line if it fails).If I won Euro millions and didn’t have to bother about keeping a roof over my head then I am sure I would love to take an extremely long “busman’s holiday” touring the World at leisure, seeing the sights and playing shows to a few hundred fans in a small town or a club somewhere every few days. As is I can’t. … Continue Reading
Difficult day that ended with minor victories. Splicing the threads of the kitchen design as I move in the end game is frustrating and today seemed a slow day as hinges on cupboard doors hiding the “whites” got in the way of washing powder trays and dishwasher doors.The space is tight and a decision to go with “piano hinges” meant a lot of adjustments and literally screwing around.
Units have doors and ready for filling.Went to bed just after midnight last night and woke up at 1.30am panicking I’d forgotten to put drawers in the design. I had to go through and check. I had but couldn’t remember the configuration. By that time I was wide awake and sat there on a stool in the kitchen drinking Redbush tea working out where things would go.Every time I was nearly satisfied with my computation I’d head to bed and on the way through the “bunker” to bed I’d notice something else that needed a place to go and have another thought surge that demanded more Redbush and contemplation on my own in my dressing gown on the stool. … Continue Reading
and interview for the British Council
Just back from Glasgow to discover kitchen had moved forward by leaps but the bounds were hampered by late arrival of sink .I have hot water and central heating but will be washing the plates and dishes in the bath tonight.It will be a night to chill with a big smile as a fine sense of accomplishment about today. … Continue Reading
A severely hecticated day! Woke up later than I wanted after late session listening to mixes and then chill out that had me slightly staggering toward the Zed room around 2am.
Woke up to a desert as the plumber had shut off the water to start on the horrendously expensive copper pipe loom.No shower and in dressing gown to welcome Liam the engineer for a stereo recording listening session.Coffee discovered after finding water source from sink in outside toilet which is still plumbed into the old house next door.First shit bullet hit soon after when news came that the said toilet was blocked after overuse from the weekend recording session and early morning ablutions from tradesmen who are now a platoon.From then on I’ve been ricocheting like a superball. … Continue Reading
On the domestic front things gathered pace on the space called”Kitchen”. Feel like I have developed a coke habit without the highs as my nasal membranes are so irritated by dust.I don’t need to add cornflour to the cooking as the French plaster does a good job but has a strange effect on the bowels! 🙂
Wall studs are up along one side of the hallway, ceiling plaster boards are up, plasterer tomorrow, plumber for radiators tonight and everything else waiting on EON and the electricity company to sort out the 3 phase into single.All the local guys are spot on and ahead of the game but soon as a corporation gets involved everything stops. … Continue Reading
With the Polish documentary running well behind schedule and the Fishheads material taking a lot longer to sort through than I anticipated my time and energies are being well worn. The weekends recording was highly successful but the stress accumulation really took it out of me.It’s now becoming obvious that the live material won’t be ready until the end of April and I have at least another Polish studio session to deal with in the next couple of weeks.Calum Malcolm is really pleased with the studio sessions as are the guys at AVP but again this will all have to be sifted through to see what I have to go into production. … Continue Reading
Despite planning the weekend’s recordings here at the studio for quite a while it still took me slightly unawares.The realisation that I needed some sort of monitoring for the vocal had an emergency call into the FTC in Wales on Friday.Stress levels escalated when the Clown Carrier blew up and hire cars had to be found as Shaun had two monitor wedges to deliver back to the studio that had been with him for repairs.Friday night I wrapped myself in cotton wool and dosed with wine on an early night.The FTC wouldn’t be here until Saturday and just before the “gig”. Everyone else was on line. … Continue Reading
Retired to garden today while waiting on return phone calls that never came.Longer this matter takes to resolve the more annoyed I am going to get and the clock is running. An absolutely ridiculous and jaw dropping error by some people who have been presented with more than enough evidence to show their mistake and who so far haven’t bothered replying even with a basic apology.
I’d got back from Poland to find that Mac the gardener had erected the fruit cage and had even managed to smuggle another 6 inches in height thus saving me from further scarring on the door frame and struts.Need to get the Ph sorted out with some ericacious compost as the blueberries especially like it low. … Continue Reading