Friday, 31 December 2010


Hi all!
How's your Christmases been then? I trust that you have been ever-so nicely swept along in a delicious fur- lined flume of festivities (try saying that with a gut full of egg nog) and are now poised to enter head first into that gleaming pool of opportunity, otherwise known as the Yearus Newbus.

In all honesty, I find this exact point of the year somewhat bewildering- you know exactly what you're supposed to do-strap on all the joviality you can muster, stagger arm in arm with it round the streets only to round it all off with a hearty plunge into that most communal of pastimes -THE BIG COUNTDOWN. But somehow you just don't want to- or want to HAVE to. You don't know what you're supposed to feel, but you know it should be more than you actually do. "Bah humbug! and lighten up while you're at it" I hear you cry! Nay, it's not as bad as I'm making out, and I do enjoy the very fact that a brand New Year means-well, a brand New Year. It was strangely comforting to read that Mr. R Brand also has issues with this area of life- all I know is, I could probably keep an analyst ( of the psycho type ) happily employed for a good few hours.

The latter part of the year has been a largely non-musical affair, mainly due to economics- Ah that old chestnut- the putting of foodstuffs on one's table. I have been working under the guise of Mel- of - all- trades, whilst keeping the Master-of-none firmly hand cuffed at the back of my closet- closet? I've never used that word- why the savage break with tradition now? I have temporarily been operating in what I can only describe as the wrong skin, but have been able to endure this epidermal inapropriation in a semi- optimistic fashion, knowing that the bank would soon become my new best friend and buying loaves with yellow stickers on would soon be a thing of the past. Thankfully there is no law that states one is forbidden to dream whilst wearing such ill fitting attire, so dream I have been. If it all pans out right, I am hoping that this brief separation from all things creative will have worked wonders in the old artistry department. Ah yes, perhaps it's all been part of life's richest of plans- just want to make sure I'm there with a bucket to get some of that nice creamy bit off the top from time to time!

Crikey! I can see I need to wind this up cos my blog is rapidly turning into a blook! Suffice to say that Ian has ended his year recovering from a small op involving a badly behaved Gall Bladder, and Lee has turned into a butterfly! ( more later ). Work on the album starts again in earnest in the next week or two- we'll keep you up to date with our progress.
HAPPY NEW YEAR wherever you are!

Peace like a river

Mel, Ian and butterfly man xxx