paranoia, anxiety, self doubt, denial, hedonism and balancing on Bobby's shoulders
Well another crazy week gone by.
Socialism made a bizarre return to save the arses of greedy, narcissistic bankers who change all the rules when they're losing badly.... Meanwhile the NHS and British education system are on their knees...... No extra billions under Alistair Darling's mattress to rescue THEM unfortunately.
As for myself - Just a blurred flurry of interviews, Dj-ing and late night cabs really.... alternating with massive bouts of paranoia, anxiety, self doubt, denial, hedonism and balancing on Bobby's shoulders to snatch a Bollywood classic from the jaws of obscurity. All of which are the usual runnings when you put a new album out..... Ah, did I mention that?
Yes indeed, "London Undersound" emerged to the naked glare of critical opinion and public view on Monday. Very proud of that fact and terrified at once but I reckon it'll do alright. Great reviews, thank God.
Anyway, on a closing note, we go from full band and orchestral rehearsals tomorrow into a mad rollercoaster of the Electric Proms, frantic touring and an experimental IMAX performance in London, teaming up with designer , , the band and an 8 storey high screen lurking inconspicuously behind us (November the 14th ).
Oh, did I mention the 5 film scores, videogame music and spontaneous combustion I'm currently working on. No?
Time flies.....
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