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Mission Kontrol

Have I complained at length on how frustrating I find recording mixes? Let me complain a bit longer. Before I came home I was asked to play at a solstice party. I agreed and was put on at 5:30am. Playing outdoors at 5:30am presents some challenges. I thought I could surmount them with a genre […]

*Click*

Sometimes things just click. Sometimes if you have time to admire the things clicking you start to notice other things clicking. Soon you have a clickcacophony. I left my previous work a couple of Fridays ago. It was 35 degrees I was in Portofino. Summer had well and truly kicked in. Georgio my driver busied […]

Crew member Bio Sam

In times gone past I would write crew Bios. Usually these were people I had worked closely with. This one is a little different in that we never actually worked closely together. But working as you will learn is only half the picture. Talking widely, sometimes loudly on a large variety of topics is another […]

The End

And so ends two months of tension. Poorly I am afraid. Some part of my past haunts me. I fear I will have no future in politics unless it is a revolution. Too much colour back there, it blinds those who look for it. With age one starts to notice the grand procession of time. […]

Going offline

Hello, Something has happened the last few days which has necessitated taking my blog offline. Something Very Important. I am not sure when my blog will be back online it might be reborn as something different. Maybe paper? Anyway I hope you have enjoyed this place. If you are subscribed you will get any future […]

Before and After Darkness

There was darkness.There was a kernel of light. Ad infinitum.Hello again. I don’t suppose you have ended up here wanting to read my year in review? You kind of have. During micropauses of clarity free cycles of brain processing power started on this piece about a week ago. By now I think my interesting career […]

Gibraltar, Crosses and Crossing

You have probably heard of distasteful locations be described as the armpits of Europe/Africa/Gore ect. Gibraltar does not even rank in distasteful armpits. I would describe it as the discarded but fondly remembered toenail of the once powerful British empire. Still, they are proud of it. Proud that it remains resolutely English in the face […]

Thor, Rage, Hurricanes and Horses

It became obvious last week that at some point I had angered the gods. Not the conventional gods but an ancient and fearsome pantheon of tyrants. In a continuing effort to get closer to my Swedish brethren I have been indulging in Vikings and watching Sweden play in the European football qualifiers. The main protagonist in […]

Thoughts and thinking

I felt it was about time to share some moments from the past week. It has been a week of learning and reintegrating into my double life. Long plane flights are great opportunities for meditation as are Airports. Add public and not so public places when you have twenty minutes up your sleeve. I will […]

Under a tree

I have been looking for a way to sum up the last couple of months. It has largely been a series of steps in multiple directions. I fear putting it all out there might cheapen its meaning but I do have a tale from today. This morning I dropped our continental car off to be […]