Yesterday was a day of exasperation and, at the end of the day, bad temper and sulks. I was Mr Angry. There was, however, still a small gllimmer of presence trying to open out the nailed-down grimness, which gives me a little faith. Madame handles this sort of thing much better than I do. And when I speak to friends about their current difficulties, what have I to grumble about? Yes, this is too much psychobabble for a simple blog.
The five songs for RF2 are still with Prof. Christmas for mastering and results so far are pleasing. I’m seeking to set my level of commitment next year to things like retreats and Guitar Craft, as well as steeling myself for a round of open mic performances when the CD is ready.
Free to download - Stories My Killer Told Me: Five surreal story-songs from my Edinburgh Fringe show.
- I Am Not The One For You
- The Ever Open Door
- New Eyes
- A Forest Trail in Autumn
- The Portobello Slam
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