Did another 6 hours in the office, flew by. It's a few quid, isn't it?
That'll pay for my speeding ticket. Still anxious about that; I'm still assuming there's more on the way. Not that I drive fast, but I just feel unnaturally stressed about most things at the moment. Maybe it's my dad's health, or the pressure to make this film good, or the forthcoming solo tour (I knew what I was doing with the band stuff, solo always goes either way), or whatever it is. Probably just lack of sleep.
Continued chats with really brilliant people about the film.
Dowsing rehearsal and gig/recording schedule has just come in; basically taking up any availability I have. I'm stretching myself here, but they're all great projects.
Lounge show around Phill's. I feel sorry for Phill; he's a great friend yet I'm always rubbish around his, I do a lot of really good shows but I'm always completely off the pace for some reason when I perform in his lounge. I know this show really well; no excuses at all, really, I just wasn't on it tonight.
No comments:
Post a Comment