Saturday, March 28, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Idle
I am. But I'm not too idle to take the time to admit I'm being idle. In brief, the last couple of weeks have involved:
A jazz band on Friday night. Pianist and drummer were excellent. Bassist may or may not have been under the influence of something that impaired his sensitivity to the other musicians. He played all the right notes, but still stank.
The gaining of momentum in continuing wedding plans. Dates will be confirmed in the next month, with any luck.
Continued and unavoidable coverage of Jade Goody's slow and painful death. I feel for her and her family, but I also feel slightly annoyed that I've been put in a position where I have to. I don't know her and I don't like her. I have plenty of people to care about who I do know and like, at least one of whom passed away not long ago, from something slower and more painful. But good that more people are getting checked out. And her kids and husband are set for life, which I don't begrudge them.
My music things are working well. And they say the weakest link in a studio defines the quality of its output. At the moment, the weakest link is the performer. The performer continues to practice.
And today, I bought a pair of wellies, so I'm all set for Glasto, and this weekend's camping trip.
Incidentally, the 6 nations closing match contained as many O'Somethings on one starting 15 as it did Joneses on the other. 5 each.
Stay tuned for more pointless inane prattle.
A jazz band on Friday night. Pianist and drummer were excellent. Bassist may or may not have been under the influence of something that impaired his sensitivity to the other musicians. He played all the right notes, but still stank.
The gaining of momentum in continuing wedding plans. Dates will be confirmed in the next month, with any luck.
Continued and unavoidable coverage of Jade Goody's slow and painful death. I feel for her and her family, but I also feel slightly annoyed that I've been put in a position where I have to. I don't know her and I don't like her. I have plenty of people to care about who I do know and like, at least one of whom passed away not long ago, from something slower and more painful. But good that more people are getting checked out. And her kids and husband are set for life, which I don't begrudge them.
My music things are working well. And they say the weakest link in a studio defines the quality of its output. At the moment, the weakest link is the performer. The performer continues to practice.
And today, I bought a pair of wellies, so I'm all set for Glasto, and this weekend's camping trip.
Incidentally, the 6 nations closing match contained as many O'Somethings on one starting 15 as it did Joneses on the other. 5 each.
Stay tuned for more pointless inane prattle.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
This is clint
Saturday, March 07, 2009
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