In the absence of my little bro on Tuesday night (he’s working – god damn went and got a job at last – didn’t think it would impact the cheap days, but the world keeps turning), been asked to play solo at the cellar bar at south hill park in bracknell. Played solo a couple of weeks ago in reading, first time in about two years, I needed a day’s worth of drinking to bury the nerves, tomorrow night I’m not gonna have that luxury. Working all day, thinking things through – part of me doesn’t understand why I do these things, things would be easier if I didn’t bother – but then what would that make me? Not a singer anyway. Let’s do it. I’m trying to come up with some new ideas for the set, mixing it up a bit – I don’t want it to be a cheap day returns set – although saying that i can’t drop one up or Jennifer – I need to keep some sort of semblance of competence. But I don’t know what I can get away with – toying with up your legs forever but I don’t think it would stand up to today’s rigours – maybe it would? And no-one there would appreciate it – only the gate lot would get down with it totally – others would think it was just a bit of a crap dirty jam, but maybe it’s not, I don’t know. Been saying that a lot – I don’t know – maybe I do know, but just don’t want to commit to it. Where do you take that anyway? I don’t know. Ha. So thinking maybe cover versions too – interesting ones, but I need to know them already – beatles? pavement? God knows. I don’t know. There it is again