Sunday, 23 February 2020

Saturday 22nd February 2020

Up at 7am to be live on BBC radio to chat about Tuesday's success.

Back to bed for a bit, and then taught a double private lesson in town.

2-hour drive to Oxford, first to teach a drums for beginners course to my old pal Eva and her boyfriend. Eva is awesome, I've forgotten how well we get on, and she was lovely to teach as she's already a musician.

Then over to another bit of Oxford for the latest performance of HG. Another sell-out, this time in a much bigger room. Audience were again unsure what to expect, and this one took a while to settle. By the end everyone was onside and said very nice things.

Home by 11.30pm.

Friday 21st February 2020

Long drive home. Shouldn't be this long, but that's just the way I drive.

Popped briefly into town and then A and myself started looking at furniture for the new house. I really can't wait for the move, it feels like we don't have enough space here, let alone for when kids and stuff eventually start, well, happening. That's for next year, though, or beyond that.

Really excited about the HG film. Still loving the stage show. It's all lovely. Mustn't forget that I'm still a drummer.

A's best friend came over to stay for a couple nights, so an evening of lovely, if polite, conversation followed.

Thursday 20th February 2020

Spent the morning with A and heard all about her Polish adventures, before the 6-hour drive to Wales.

A sold-out show, in a tiny theatre - 12 of the tickets were bought by the same person, who had bought them as a birthday present for their friend. An odd choice for a birthday gift, but I had a brilliant, brilliant night. The audience were with me for every second of it, and felt real pain when the character died at the end. It was everything this show should be, and what I want it to be. It's nights like this where I feel like I can take on the world!

The audience were intimidatingly nice, to the extent it was hard to leave afterwards. Ended up getting drunk in local Weatherspoons with one of them.

Wednesday 19th February 2020

Yesterday was exhausting, but WHAT a good day it was. My students do amazing things!

Taught a 2-hour drums for beginners course, new student, a Spurs fan, easy.

Home for a bit to invoice parents, and then into town for a lengthy film meeting with Jonnie about the HG feature movie. It's all coming together, ahead of the shoot in July. Actual proper celebrities being cast in it, too...

Then off to the airport to pick up A and her mum, before packing ahead of tomorrow. Busy times.

Tuesday 18th February 2020

Long day, full of drums. Drove to the other side of town to teach a lesson, and then over to my regular venue for my latest charity venture: a 6-hour drum relay.

A long day, because 6 hours of drums it turns out is a fuck load of drums. My students were amazing, though, from the young. primary school kids getting valuable stage-time, to the experienced older drummers just enjoying rocking out. There was one dip in the middle, but we kept it going, and by the end we were storming it.

An ambitious concept, but one that worked well for everyone. The venue did well out of it, the students got gig experience, my reputation as a teacher continues to grow and we made £400 for charity. Wonderful.

Monday 17th February 2020

Mum's latest idea is that she wants to move to Great Yarmouth (it feels like we've been here before...), a totally pointless idea because she hasn't got any family there, but we still went there anyway today.

Including the time it took me to get to hers, it was a 6-hour round drive to look at a house she'll never buy. Years of this, not quite sure what to do.

Got back, refreshed and then performed HG around Jacquiline's house. It was a real test; the audience had not been told anything about the show - some thought it would be stand-up, others thought music, so to have this manic man run and shout at them must have been a shock to the system. They loved it, though, eventually. It was not as raucous as last night, but it works, all the same.

Sunday 16th February 2020

We move house really soon. To a lovely big house that has caused much stress with paperwork and stuff, but being home owners sounds nice. I've grown-up a lot over the last few years, as much as I still watch Dad's Army whilst eating chocolate for breakfast.

Taught a private lesson (was fine) and then spent the afternoon panic re-rehearsing HG.

In the evening, drove over to Ely to perform the show on a boat in front of a lovely audience. This show works so well, better than anything I've done before. Cracking evening, followed by much fun with the hosts. Good times.

Saturday 15th February 2020

Technically the start of a week-off, as much as things look busier than ever. Apart from today, which mostly featured sleep. Lots of sleep.

Caught up on a million emails, taught one re-scheduled lesson and annoyed the parent by parking on his lawn.

A is off to Poland tomorrow so spent a bit of time with her, before back to the PC for three hours of solid writing. Some of it works.

Friday 14th February 2020

I need half-term. Kids are just exhausting, aren't they? And I only teach them for 20-60 minutes each.

Morning school was lovely, traffic was horrific, afternoon school was great. Two private lessons followed (first one: frustrating, second one: amazing student) and then it's Valentine's night, but we're three years in now which takes the pressure off a bit so we just went to Waitrose, grabbed some ready meals and had a couple drinks. I like things this way, as much as we're both exhausted.

Thursday 13th February 2020

Morning at the lively, slightly exhausting school, which was fine, I suppose.

2 hours at the quiet, timid school, which was also fine. Have agreed to do a performance of HG there to help raise funds for new playground equipment...it's not really the sort of show that you do in a school, is it?

Two private lessons followed (both decent) and then the launch of our new cabaret night in Cambridge. House band played well, both our own sets and backing the guests...all in all a lovely, if long, evening.

Wednesday 12th February 2020

I think it's the fact that regular school have got me extra students that is tipping me over the edge, a little. I love it there, but part of the reason why was because I had a lie-in...my only lie-in of the week. Now I have to start at 9am, meaning getting up at 7am and it's making me grumpy. The kids are great, though.

Took Mum shopping, and then a really fun two hours at the college. Quick private lesson (kid gets tired a bit easy but I'm getting him into jazz) and then rehearsal with Greg and house band ahead of tomorrow's launch of the new cabaret night. Everyone seems in good spirits, and it's nice to actually be drumming, for a change, rather than teaching it and getting jealous of the youngsters...

Tuesday 11th February 2020

Cracking morning at favourite school, followed by slightly confusing school concert in which it turns out one of my students isn't supposed to be having lessons - he just turns up every week and I assumed he was supposed to be having them. His parents then called, stressed, worried I was going to charge them for it. I should, really, but it's just easier to let these things go.

Three private lessons followed (first one: excellent, second one: dragged a bit, third one: easy) and then back to carry on writing this new script which isn't really working but really should.

Friday, 21 February 2020

Monday 10th February 2020

There's loads of lovely little things happening with the film etc, and of course the wedding. Today, though, it was a case of getting my head down and earning money.

At the school extra early, everyone was on good form there. Then 7 private lessons in a row (first one: awesome, second one: erm, enthusiastic, third one: pensioner who could already play but we had fun, fourth one: always great, fifth one: always chaos, sixth one: best it's been in a while, seventh one: brilliant).

Home, wrote for an hour. Mostly shite.

Sunday, 9 February 2020

Sunday 9th February 2020

As I was in the studio yesterday, today has been teaching day. 6 lessons, the windiest day of the year which seemed to panic a few people but it was honestly fine.

Anyway, 6 lessons (first lesson awesome, second lesson: kid tired, third lesson: great, fourth lesson: great, fifth lesson: new student, SO enthusiastic, sixth lesson: kid tired but parents amazing).

Home, did my painfully domestic chores (bins, wedding emails) and listened back to episodes of our radio sitcom, which Alan has sent over tonight. Sounds awesome.

Saturday 8th February 2020

Freshly-tuned drums with new heads, drove to the studio (which was miles away and practically in a hidden location) with V and we started work on the next FH release.

The producer, Jake, is outstanding - the perfect mix of letting creativity flow and pointing out any issues. We allowed 8 hours for the 4 drum takes and comfortably nailed it in just under 5 (roughly 3 takes per track after quick-run through with the click), I feel like I'm on really good form at the moment as a drummer, aided by being in a lovely band, of course.

Bass parts were also done today, and V started on keys. A wonderfully productive day, being a musician is great, isn't it?

Then managed to get A into Inside Number 9, which felt like a victory.

Friday 7th February 2020

I like Friday. It's always my favourite day of the week, not because it's nearly the weekend (I work those, too) but because my day is full of nice things.

The morning school was lovely, as always, and I agreed to do even more there. Second school was fine; nice, well-planned lessons, kids with slightly too much energy.

Two private lessons (first one: student more keen than normal, second one: awesome) and then beers with A and her workmates in town. It's all, suddenly, so normal, isn't it?

Still managed to write till 2am, though.

Thursday, 6 February 2020

Thursday 6th February 2020

Up early and over to the school which I've kinda quit but I get the sense they are still trying to keep me there. The usual 4 hours of kids crying, throwing things at me, chatting rather than playing music...I get I've become more than a teacher to them, I'm practically a therapist at times. I just wish I was just a teacher, because then they might learn something.

The other school was fine, one kid (aged 8) played some jazz and I shouted "this is your future" at him over-enthusiastically, which probably means he'll never play jazz again.

Home for a couple hours of emailing, as a student was off sick, and then two lovely private lessons, both went very much to plan. I plan my lessons for the week on Sunday evenings, but rarely stick to my lesson plans.

Long phone chat from a parent from the school I've kinda quit, she's heard I'm 'possibly' leaving and is trying to convince me to stay. Calm down, I teach your kid for 20 minutes a week, he'll find someone else.

Back, and then spent 4 hours tuning my kit ahead of the FH recording sessions starting this weekend. New heads and everything.

Contracts for the fringe, and for the Bristol residency all came in, it's all good.

Wednesday 5th February 2020

A weird one this morning. I'm in my regular school extra early after a call yesterday, to give a trial lesson to a new student - nothing unusual about this, but this kid is the school bully, the problem kid, the one who they hope letting loose on a drum kit will be the making of him. I was kind of dreading it, but he's the sweetest, most attentive student I've ever had.

I sat him down before the lesson and, firmly, said: "If you listen, and do what you're told, I'm gonna make you into the best drummer in the WORLD."

He's certainly managed his side of the deal so far.

Lovely morning there, then took Mum shopping (she talks constantly about the old days and is a real concern) before a fun 2 hours at the college - a private lesson where we worked on jazz solos, and then drum club, which was glorious chaos. My methods may not be to everyone's taste, but when it works, it works brilliantly.

A private lesson (was fine) followed and then home to see the cats had shat everywhere. And then they brought in mice. Let me rest!

Tuesday 4th February 2020

It says a lot that I can spend 6 hours solidly teaching in a school, without a break, one-to-one students, and I don't get tired or annoyed by the many kids. But this school is brilliant, as is the people working there, it's just a joy.

Three private lessons followed (first one: much fun, second one: good, third one: real progress) and then home in good time for dinner with A and more writing time. I'm happy with all of this, as much as I'm back on the energy drinks more than I should be.

Monday 3rd February 2020

Keen to write more, as most people are, but I don't care if that means a few more late nights and energy drink-fuelled mornings. Did that last night, and this morning I was fine, mostly because 'new' school are so brilliant, everyone is onside, the set-up is easy, it's fast becoming a favourite.

Six private lessons followed (first one: cracking - the student, a policewoman in her late 40s constantly tells me how good I am at this, second one: I really get on with the child's mother, but I fear the kid himself is losing interest, third one: brilliant, as always - brilliant kid, brilliant family, my first ever student from 3 years ago and still, weekly, we find stuff to work on, fourth one: kid is a disruptive tearaway but his parents are grateful for my efforts, fifth one: student is doing amazingly and it's clear I'm running out of ideas, sixth one: fine).

Home, continued work on my Edinburgh Fringe diaries book, and the new show for Liz, before eventually sleeping.

Sunday, 2 February 2020

Sunday 2nd February 2020

7 lessons. On a Sunday. This is going too far, especially after a late (and you could argue, pointless) gig last night. Some of these lessons were Saturday students who I moved over from yesterday.

I've been knackered today. First lesson: great fun, really good. Second lesson: kid was tired, so was I, we got through it. Third lesson: tweaked songs student already knew, but it's progress. Fourth lesson: fine. Fifth lesson: fine. Sixth lesson: amazing (student called it "the best lesson she's ever had from any subject ever"). Seventh lesson: relatively new student, I was a bit intense, I think, possibly scared them off with my enthusiasm.

In the middle of all of that, A and myself went cake testing ahead of the wedding, which was lovely.

I've got plenty of good things on the go (the HG run in the West End, sold out shows with that, some lovely gigs with FH and Greg, the launch of the podcast sitcom, the ongoing BBC stuff, the HG feature-length movie, the wedding, the honeymoon in Africa, the fringe, the (recently offered) FH return tour of China) and the teaching is honestly wonderful, but the balance isn't right at the moment.

Saturday 1st February 2020

Part of our arrangement ahead of the wedding, in agreement with the Catholic church, is that we attend these 'marriage courses' - we've been to four already, and today was the final one, over in Ipswich. 5 hours long, not as bad as I thought it was going to be, it had a really friendly vibe and we felt very welcome.

Home for a quick snooze and then off to Peterborough to play a late gig with the band. A late show, in a rough-ish venue, for very little money...certain members of the band (myself included) weren't keen, but it's V's choice.

It wasn't bad in the end, we played 45 minutes, some people loved it, many ignored us. Home and asleep by 2am. Not sure if that was worth it.

Friday 31st January 2020

Back at my favourite school in the morning, lovely vibes as always.

Got stressed by road closures but managed to pay in some cash, before 2 hours at my regular school, which was fine - it works there.

Two private lessons followed (first one: student becoming very much a teenager and I can see she's losing interest, second one: really brilliant fun) and then A and myself went off to Suffolk for the night - it's 2 years since we met. Treated ourselves to a fancy hotel, with fancy dinner and lots of booze. I needed that.

Thursday 30th January 2020

Weird teaching at the school where I've just told them I'm quitting. There was a general bad vibe about the whole thing, people just seemed a bit off with me. Apart from the students, who were as lively as ever. I would have liked this one to work, but I've got too much on and it's this one that is tipping me over the edge.

Then over to the other school, which felt warm and lovely.

Three private lessons followed (first one: fine, second one: really nice, the mother bought me a load of beer as a 'thank you' for 'being who you are' which is both strange but sweet, third one: excellent) and then fun FH rehearsal in which we bashed through the set ahead of the weekend gig.

Wednesday 29th January 2020

No lie-ins this week, now that regular school has got me extra students. It's fine, the wedding is expensive.

The school was fine, then took Mum shopping  - she was in a good mood today.

Off to the college to teach a private lesson (great student) and then drum club, which was really good fun...I think drum workshops, rather than lessons, are sometimes more fun. Private lesson afterwards was great and then a second lesson with new student who is still so exhaustingly enthusiastic.

The radio play I recorded quickly with Alan and Liz the other day was broadcast on the BBC tonight, which was an unexpected treat. My career is going well, I think.

Tuesday 28th January 2020

I really enjoy my Tuesday school - I was there from 9am - 3pm today, all constant drums, a long flow of students, all of them a joy. This doesn't feel like work, they are just all brilliant to teach, even the school receptionist, who also has lessons.

Three private lessons followed (first one: brilliant, second one: parents clearly stressed but it was fine, third one: good fun) and then off to watch the guys record the final episode of the podcast sitcom, and re-record episode 3. I have such a wonderful team here, everyone just clicks, I MUST write them a fringe show...they're just a joy to be around.

8 episodes in the bag, that's series one ready to be edited. I really hope people like it was I'd love to write a second batch.

Monday 27th January 2020

I need to be writing. I need more time.

'New' school was lovely, everyone gets what I do, it works well. Private lesson afterwards was great, overran but I don't mind it when this happens.

Had an hour at home to catch up on emails, called my Thursday school and told them I'd be leaving in the summer - it just doesn't work for me, I have plenty of stuff coming in. They had been expecting it, I think. It's best for both parties.

Four private lessons followed (first one: as always, brilliant, second one: as always - kid is distracted but it's fun, third one: great student but we're clearly running out of ideas, fourth one: great) and then home. Tried to write, nothing really working.