Things have certainly taken a turn here, haven’t they? The world is being ravaged and there’s not much we can do except do what we’re told and stay the fuck away from everyone. I’ve been wanting to do that for years now. It pisses me off “Social Distancing” is now the “in” thing. The hip term, the buzzword. It’s simply stay the fuck away from people. Also, a regular Tuesday night for me is not “Social Distancing, what the fuck.

They’re saying by the end of this, we could all very well know people who have died from this. Every last one of us. I already know a few people who’ve come down with it. I haven’t been with them, but I know them. It’s a scary thought.

I’ve been here, plugging away as always though. Reading quite a bit more, writing, (not here) playing the drums! Yes, I have a space. A lot has happened in the last few months that I won’t go over here, the wounds are too fresh and there’s too much dog shit up in the air, but I don’t get over there nearly enough. It’s a slog. I’m currently trying to work on completing my 2020 to-do list. One thing on the list, is to release a photo-zine. Basically a small published collection of photos in a booklet, seems simple enough. I’ve published before but the photos thing is a different beast. I’ve started scanning my own negatives only six months or so ago and I’ve been developing color only this past February. I’ve yet to do my own B&W or slide, let alone motion picture, but I’ll get there. I also really don’t have a theme. I’m not sure I’ll have one, excepting ‘decent’ photos. If I put an acceptable product out, I’ll consider it a win. I’ll worry about themes next time.

I’m slowly working on new material to record as well, it’s slow going, and it’s piecemeal, but maybe later this year something will come of it. It’ll be different, that’s for sure. As stated in an earlier post, I’m thinking this domain name will change, not sure to what yet, but it’s up in May and “have no illusions” really has nothing to do with my “brand” anymore. I hate that fucking term, “my brand” but that’s what it is really. Two years ago, my “brand” was that, now it’s something else. Things change, life goes on.

What else? I’m trying to think hard and fast about this. So much has gone on, yet so little I feel. I don’t know, you tell me. I’ve recently discovered I’m the same student at 28 as I was when i was 22 when i first left school. Yeah, nothing has changed. I still procrastinate, still phone it in, still fuss and fury at the last possible second to get anything done, even virtually.

Ah, I also made it out of 27. I’m not particularly happy about it, because I feel I’ve done absolutely nothing with my life and nothing ever happens fast enough. I’ve dipped my toes into ten different aspirations and projects and nothing ever gets done, and nothing gets done to my standards, and nothing gets done fast enough. If it does, it’s an absolute miracle it’s been completed. So nothing’s changed. I guess I’m pissed because 27 is a seminal year in a musicians life. You either piss, or get off the pot. I’ve done neither and I’m still here slogging away, or not. Covid’s making sure of that.

But hell, would I be any different otherwise?