I have a new job. It is counting money, about ten years wages in a day. I am forced to endure Real Radio and it's horrible playlist, jingles and DJ's day in, day out. I will try to change this but it will probably end up getting me fired. My free thinking attitude always has in the past.

I have started 2007 as a working hermit. I get home from work and tuck into my food like a wee shite. Haggis supper, battered mushrooms, pizza and curry sauce for dinner tonight. The diet can start on Monday...

Jamming with Matty and Davey proved fruitful fun. We gave birth to the bare bones of three bodies and all look forward to inserting the potato filling tomorrow with equal enthusiasm. Harburn Hall is a fun place to make music in - large, cosy, remote and it's on a stage - so it won't feel as weird when there are people on the floor watching us. Maybe we will get some gigs in some groovy dance clubs once we have honed our groovy craft?


Me and Matty jammed through a new song of mine that has been inspired by my re-acquaintance with all the dregs of lowest common denominator pop shite. It's called, defiantly, 'I'm Still The Same'

Pop melodies we've all heard a thousand times before
Infiltrate your brain and turn you into a fucking bore
You want to get to the top; you sleep with some slob
Then you can sing all their demeaning little songs

But I'm still, I'm still the same
I'm still, I'm still the same

Expect to hear it on 45rpm vinyl sometime in 2009.

Written under the influence of the 'Power of the Beelgene'.