Note from the road.
Hey, so it's been a while since we spoke huh? Well it wasn't something you said, I have just been the usual mix of busy, ill, writing, rehearsing and trying to live my life as best I can. I'm writing this from the back of the van as our manager drives us through central leeds after a pretty cool show. It's the first time he's ever driven the van and kev, who has had a couple of pints and is therefore quite drunk, is nervously watching him to check he meets his stringent driving standards, it's very sweet to hear them in the front, like a teenage driving lesson.
I have been neglecting some of you online recently, I apologise for this but i've been trying to spend less time in front of my computer at the moment. It's kinda working, although it does remind that the real world is quite scary and it's why I retreat into work a lot of the time.
The soundtrack for this trip up north has been Fork & Knife by Brand New - who constantly make me feel a mixture of intense joy at how good they are and a burning melancholy at their desolate lyrics, and Robots In Disguise - a CD that someone gave me this week and has been running on my iPod pretty regularly. I am unsure how people function without an iPod, it provides me with so much happiness listening to my favourite songs and watching my favourite movies that it is used more than my brain as a method of entertainment and gaining information.
So in this little check-in, i'll provide you with a little update about what I have going on in my life. At the moment I am sorting out some stuff to go out to labels, waiting to hear back from our new PR agency about what it is exactly they've been doing, watching a lot of films at the cinema, spending too much money, having some great nights out (last friday night was really fun), played some cool shows (leeds, cambridge), played an empty show (norwich), written some new songs, written no new lyrics despite having quite a lot of ideas due to my current personal life - I will try and translate what I am up to into three minute pop songs as well as I can, being more nervous than I can remember being for a long time and cursing the inevitable side-effects of this.....in other words it's just the same shit, different day.
I hope you are doing better than me, I don't think it'd take too much right now. I seem to be veering between the highs and lows a little too easily at the moment which is brilliant and horrible at the same time. I told you real life scares me, the cocky bravado I cover my every move with is sometimes incredibly fragile and threatens to shatter and leave me exposed, and sometimes it's all I have to rely on and all I need to get me through.
No real news to report, so it's back to the rumble of the van and the ongoing threat of kev, who has now got into his bunk, falling on top of me during a sharp right turn. Is there no end to the fun?
Max xx
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