Another weekend gone, I know I had a weekend because I saw eggs on toast more than once, my abode is an absolute mess and I seem to have scrawled on post-its and spread them around my room. I found one under my shoe this morning while getting ready for a legitimate job that pays me on time every time, completely unreadable of course (the post-it not the job). I assume most of these sticky things are gig related. Probably some kind of noise artist who makes tunes with a circuit bent shoe horn. Or maybe it’s a to scale workflow chart on world domination. Either way they’re all illegible.
There’s a reason I don’t work Mondays… I think the caffeine educed haze that consumes me and encourages me to sit at my desk and wait to see if Anon breaks the Internet while reading Daid Thorne until I can’t distinguish truth from the jokes or pass out on my keyboard the night before I need to be up at 6am is a bad thing… maybe.
Anyway, some neat stuff came out of the weekend, we’re working on the next epic event of doom and looking into bringing in our all time favorite man ABLE over again mid year, for another round of ground shaking bass lines.
And Harvey Fresh is prepping what’s shaping up to be a pretty darn sexy set for the 11th Feb.
Here’s a choon from Killer Industries.. it’s kind of how I feel right now.
