So i'm writing this on the bus due to our van being towed to the garage to
get repaired. Fuck knows how much that's gonna cost, but if it's anything
other than free, I can't afford it.

The guy with the tow van was one of those huge, monosyllabic, 25-inch neck
guys who say little and seem to think even less. He was cool to me, but I
always feel kinda lacking in testosterone around people like that. I guess
if you own a huge van you are expected to be manly and built like a brick
shithouse...I am neither of these things, i'm just a kid in a band who needs
a fucking tow. Whatever.

Had my head down the past couple of days trying to get all my day-job stuff
out of the way before we start playing shows again. Made some progress, but
never enough.

Another new song last week, my hook went down well with the others I
think...they have been thin on the ground recently as I have been pretty
harsh when i'm picking ones I like enough to take to rehearsal.

I love my iPod. Despite it breaking constantly. I love the fact that I can
be walking down a street in our little town listening to bands like ours
from all over the world. They probably don't even know that kids thousands
of miles away love their songs, it's magic.

So I didn't make it to the Foo Fighters show in our home town on Monday, but
it looks like i'm going to the huge London show this saturday. Huge shows
like this are hit and miss, usually good atmosphere and cool to hang out in
the sun, but bad sound and being so far from the band that they are actually
in a different postcode kinda suck. Guess i'll just get drunk.

Ok, the kid behind me is staring over my shoulder and reading this so i'm
gonna go...i'll catch you all soon, there are shows up on the website that
have us back where we've been before, I want to see familiafr faces.

Max x