A day of brilliant emails; firstly filling up all the available time I had for teaching (that elusive 3.45pm slot on a Thursday that I shouldn't shift, and a Friday night lesson in the same town where I'm already teaching), and also GP getting back to me so quickly, so positively about a collaboration. I mean, he's a big star, still - can pack out 1500 capacity venues, despite being nearly 70, and he's heard about my recent 'success' (via Twitter, we follow each other on there). I now have the full rights to his songs so I can write a play using them. So many opportunities on the horizon, this is one I mustn't fuck up.
BBC stuff is back on for next week.
Really proud of the sitcom we read through as a team in July; Alan H has since assembled a cast of people who he thinks are good enough for it but the problem is...because they're all so good, they're all currently in shows. I've been trying to book in a session where we're all available but it's now looking like the end of October. This doesn't bode well.
Anyway, today was long. So long. Pushing 12 hours of long. In the studio with Greg to record the drums for the second album. Let's just say I've had easier sessions. The arrangments of the songs have all changed, tempos switched, producer very sarcastic...how did I get all 11 tracks done in one day? I literally never stopped drumming until I gave them what they wanted, but it just felt horrible. Apparently, it sounds great, but I felt like a really shit drummer today. There was so many misunderstandings and felt tense.
And then they closed down the A14 and I got lost getting home. Took nearly 2 hours instead of 40 minutes. Ridiculous.
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