August 10th
Wrote a number of notes throughout the week in order to make the blog an easier task to tackle. Decided to finish off all the weeks bloging this morning. The computer crashed (the PC, Not the mac, which is still being repaired) and I can’t retrieve all the stuff I wrote in the past couple of days.
So here’s what I can remember of the past week. In no particular order.
Spoke to Neil about how we would move the site on. This includes a members club which will allow access to video stuff, album outtakes (Of which, despite it being a double, there are many) alternate mixes, various curious etc.
Danny called last week to suggest that we go and watch Watford FC’s friendly against Inter Milan on Tuesday. He was about to meet up with both Richard Thompson and Loudan Wainwright III to record the music for a movie sound track the following day. Danny and I travelled to Italy to see Watford play Inter at a pre season friendly at the beginning of the ill fated rein of Luca Vialli, so of course we have to attend the return leg.
Following the entirely sensible decision by my wife, that we should not even entertain the idea of holidaying with the kids till they are 5 and 7 respectively, we decide to go on holiday. Mel Collins has a lovely Villa that he rents out in Minorca. It is free for the first week in September. One look at the pictures on the web site and she’s sold and looking for some cheap flights. Added to this is the fact that the adjoining mini villa, which is part of the same bigger property, is also free. We mention this to Danny Thompson. A few days later and we are all booked to go. Another weird moment when I think of how the 13 year old in me would have dealt with the fact that one day I’d go on holiday with a wife (daughter of Michael Giles) and our 2 kids in the company of DT and his wife staying at Mel Collins Villa.
Life is indeed strange. Or is it just mine.
Last Thursday morning, as I put on the kettle in the early morning and opened the back door to let the cats in, I looked down to see our long haired poser of a cat Highgate, chomping away at the cat food bowl. Nothing odd in that, one might imagine, except that she’s been missing for the past 3 weeks. Indeed I was convinced that the neighbours from hell had something to do with her disappearance. Under the thick fur she felt thin and boney. She must have been locked in somewhere.
The agency called asking for a track for a new Galaxy commercial. The events company I work for also wanted some music for a new HP event.
Still struggling with the Mac Book. Turns out, after days of grief, that there is a bug with the new operating system.
Well of course there is.
Having now got on top of the new systems faults I re schedule my session with Mel for the recording for Ian Wallace’s new Crimson Jazz trio’s album.
We are now set for next Tuesday.
Much of what little free time that we have is currently consumed with the fallout following Jonathon’s death. The options, the secrecy and the intrigue.
Spoke to my pal Phil who was just out of the door on his way to Spain to begin filming for the Astra satellite commercial and film that we will both be working on.
Arranged with Marcus to discuss a video for ‘When We Go Home’. I’ll travel to his new place in Pinner on Monday.
Spent Friday evening in the company of Barry Moorhouse, he of the Bass Centre, and his college lecturer brother. Most enjoyable.
Further discussions with Lyndon and Tam about a new 64 Spoons release.
Wrote a number of notes throughout the week in order to make the blog an easier task to tackle. Decided to finish off all the weeks bloging this morning. The computer crashed (the PC, Not the mac, which is still being repaired) and I can’t retrieve all the stuff I wrote in the past couple of days.
So here’s what I can remember of the past week. In no particular order.
Spoke to Neil about how we would move the site on. This includes a members club which will allow access to video stuff, album outtakes (Of which, despite it being a double, there are many) alternate mixes, various curious etc.
Danny called last week to suggest that we go and watch Watford FC’s friendly against Inter Milan on Tuesday. He was about to meet up with both Richard Thompson and Loudan Wainwright III to record the music for a movie sound track the following day. Danny and I travelled to Italy to see Watford play Inter at a pre season friendly at the beginning of the ill fated rein of Luca Vialli, so of course we have to attend the return leg.
Following the entirely sensible decision by my wife, that we should not even entertain the idea of holidaying with the kids till they are 5 and 7 respectively, we decide to go on holiday. Mel Collins has a lovely Villa that he rents out in Minorca. It is free for the first week in September. One look at the pictures on the web site and she’s sold and looking for some cheap flights. Added to this is the fact that the adjoining mini villa, which is part of the same bigger property, is also free. We mention this to Danny Thompson. A few days later and we are all booked to go. Another weird moment when I think of how the 13 year old in me would have dealt with the fact that one day I’d go on holiday with a wife (daughter of Michael Giles) and our 2 kids in the company of DT and his wife staying at Mel Collins Villa.
Life is indeed strange. Or is it just mine.
Last Thursday morning, as I put on the kettle in the early morning and opened the back door to let the cats in, I looked down to see our long haired poser of a cat Highgate, chomping away at the cat food bowl. Nothing odd in that, one might imagine, except that she’s been missing for the past 3 weeks. Indeed I was convinced that the neighbours from hell had something to do with her disappearance. Under the thick fur she felt thin and boney. She must have been locked in somewhere.
The agency called asking for a track for a new Galaxy commercial. The events company I work for also wanted some music for a new HP event.
Still struggling with the Mac Book. Turns out, after days of grief, that there is a bug with the new operating system.
Well of course there is.
Having now got on top of the new systems faults I re schedule my session with Mel for the recording for Ian Wallace’s new Crimson Jazz trio’s album.
We are now set for next Tuesday.
Much of what little free time that we have is currently consumed with the fallout following Jonathon’s death. The options, the secrecy and the intrigue.
Spoke to my pal Phil who was just out of the door on his way to Spain to begin filming for the Astra satellite commercial and film that we will both be working on.
Arranged with Marcus to discuss a video for ‘When We Go Home’. I’ll travel to his new place in Pinner on Monday.
Spent Friday evening in the company of Barry Moorhouse, he of the Bass Centre, and his college lecturer brother. Most enjoyable.
Further discussions with Lyndon and Tam about a new 64 Spoons release.
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