That's just for starters. We play Sunday night at the Mojo. It's a place that's been good to us in the past, and I expect that tonight will be no exception. As mentioned somewhere in the realms of earlier entries, we are the suppliers of support to Twin Sister, as part of Liverpool Music Week. If you chance on these words before this night has passed, do join for goodness, if not from us, from them.
Elsewhere, a fan assisted oven has been replaced by a piss-poor conventional. Sure, we rollin' on temps now. But distrust has been replaced by 'rumbling tums': it took thirty minutes to cook a sausage this afternoon. I realise that this seems trivial in the context of goings-on on a global scale - this bastard economy, racist footballers - yet those things have little impact on my life and my primary concern is the latent convection inside the oven. I'll get a tent out for that. More to come.