The luck of Jack

I'm going on holiday in a couple of hours. A good thing too because I really need to chill after this last month.
I honestly have the worst luck in the world. Honestly.

That's okay though, the broken back window of my car can be fixed when I get back. My ears will work again when I get back and I won't have to listen to this constant white noise much longer. I'll find myself much less stressed out by the extra work I've put on myself to get my business off the ground. I'll get to work on new recordings that will push me further than I was ever meant to go.

So it's cool. Don't worry about it, I'm not worried.

Well maybe a little.

Food poisoning man !!

I spent two hours waiting to be seen in the shittest NHS hospital in Britain last night & today I feel even worse, more calm but worse.
I hadn't been sick since my bout of illness last Easter when I was found to have Gilbert's syndrome flaring up so I guess I was due a bit of ill health.

I'm anxious to work on some new recordings because the songs I'm coming out with are the best. I'm still not fully prepared to take them to studio though. I have a lot of different ideas I want to work with and I've got to get my head around that.

I'm getting bad reviews for songs that I didn't want reviewed at the moment. Apparently I rely on session musicians on my recordings because I'm not good enough to do it myself. Shame people are so small minded to consider that maybe I do - do it all myself. I've found that working with a label is just as much a curse as it is a blessing, I'm ready to go it alone again.

Nothing like bad press to lift the spirits.

I've changed a lot - again.

Fuck it, more soon. Again.