I like to get an early start Christmas eve to make sure everyone gets the email replies they’ve been waiting for before the holidays.
I Talk To The Trees
Went to bed. “Where’s my pillow?”. Remembered…
I can’t put my finger on it but there’s something different about Tricot since they signed to a major label.
I know – it’s the Les Paul and Rickenbacker.
I’m not given to swearing or physical violence but if I should ever kill someone it will be as a direct result of frustration at just how crap the firm’s accounts software is. I’m sure it is a complete coincidence that the person who chose it went to work for its suppliers.
…this Brexit business could turn out badly.
May I be the first to say good luck to an independent Scotland and a reunited Ireland.
As for the English & Welsh… no, that would be rude.
After a bit of a battle against with my ageing music computer I’ve rushed to knock out an EP as it includes a track that’ll steadily become obsolete after the Tories are ousted (Though as it’s turned out it will be relevant for many years to come).
Also contains reheated filler from the era when I was tidier with genres. I had a sore throat when I did the words but sadly it didn’t improve my voice at all.