random… very random

I’ve just had a conversation that went a bit like this.

“you know those speakers in your room?”

“yes”

“were they expensive?”

“umm… were?”

“well, I was in there earlier clearing up your beercans and emptying the ashtrays…”

“…ummm”

“…and I had a terrible accident“

I’m scared to go upstairs.

Bleah. Went back to work today, and am completely knackered now. It’s never worth being ill - you just have more work piling up when you go back.

Whilst trawling my archives I found all the gig recordings I made when I was engineering at The Gander (a local rock venue, which alas is no more). It’s really funny, most of these recordings have more energy than I remember - despite the mistakes and slightly off levels (it is *really* tricky to get a good bass sound off a desk submix when you are less than 20 foot away from the front of house), these gigs deserve a listen so I’m currently converting them and splitting them into maneagable chunks.

I’ll post these in bits I think - I’m finding it tricky to think of anything to write. I obviously haven’t been exercising the creative writing centre of my brain recently.

It’s me.