Everything Counts in Large Amounts

I have just witnessed the black underbelly of Walt Disney World, and it didn't taste good (unlike the nut in the Gruffalo).

Queuing for a ride called 'Soaring' I saw people push and shove, climb over each other, jump barriers, leap off escalators, and break through cordons just to be the first in line.

I really don't get it, why would they have such a disregard for each other all over a stupid ride. Made me feel sick to my core. It also opened my eyes to what people are really like in situations like that.

So walking away from it all, fast passes in hand, the cool crisp edge of the morning biting my skin, off to meet the others at the racetrack, it came rushing into my head.

'Everything Counts in Large Amounts'

Cue Depeche Mode (hopefully not for the last time on this blog), cue the metallic samples, the Berlin edged vocals, the sheer blackness of the sound.

'With grabbing hands, we grab all we can.
All for themselves after all its a competitive world'

Mums, Dads, children of the world I give you 'Everything Counts' by Depeche Mode.

Its Just the Sun Rising

Here I am in Disney's Caribbean Beach Resort, left on my todd for a few hours while the girls enjoy the wonders of a waterpark. So I walk. I walk around the spendors of this resort, head full of ideas, heart full of promise, its amazing what a little sun can do. Just taken a break from reading 'The Writers Tale' by Russell T Davies and it has left me charged with ambition regarding my writing.

I know, I know, I promised to get on with some music now, but its is tempting to keep the words comming in maybe a set of short stories which I have planned for some time.

So, the sun is in my face, the calmness of the surroundings is filling me with good intentions, I am toatlly chilled for the first time in maybe years.

Then that bassline kicks in dum dum, dum de dum dum for two bars, followed by the high aria voice, it crystallizes the moment perfectly. 'The Sun Rising' by the Beloved, again perfect for the moment. I never really got this track until this moment, and then it all made sense. It is a pure feeling of warmth.

Damn, I have sunburnt my shins now............

State Of Things

Wild and wired at the end of another day chasing chores and cleaning up after the kids, I needed a moment to reflect.

The book is finally finished at long last, although I am unsure if anyone will ever get to read it. It's time now to start back on course in the music world.

Its been 17 years since recording anything other than the odd ditty for the kids and a bit of corporate intro, so its time I dragged my arse back to the keyboard and started to bear my soul all over again.

So this is where I would of liked to insert a picture like the one on Thomas Dolby's blog, of a wheelhouse on a boat decked out in the latest technology (http://blog.thomasdolby.com/). But where is my technology? It's there somewhere under the ironing, honest! I think a major rework is in order... yes I know its another tactic to delay putting finger to ivory (or plastic).... I say finger because that is very much my skill level. But it needs to be done, redecorate the study and make it music-making friendly. A clothes covered keyboard is not quite the 'Nutmeg of Consolation'.

















So how do I get motivated in this new project?

Well lets not look back, lets bring it bang up to date with a soul stomping, rip roaring, beast of a track from the mighty fine 'Reverend and the Maker', who lets face it are pretty good.

So track one, look at the mess my music gear is in...... cue the bass synth intro and welcome one and all to the STATE OF THINGS.

Go Reverend!!!!!