Well, that was definitely a year.
I’m proud that I can hold up a shrinkwrapped CD with a barcode on it and say, “That’s my album. I wrote that.”
It's been a while, I'm aware. Let's get right to it, shall we?
Observant listeners could be forgiven for wondering where the hell the Indigo Down lockdown video is that I promised you all last year.
It's self-isolation day 113 here at Murray Mansions, and everything is wearing thin.
I’m having a bad day today. I guess we all are.
The idea of doing a lockdown video for one of our unreleased songs was floated, and… well, we’re doing it.
Remember 2016? Good times, man. Good times.
It’s self-isolation, day 38 for me.
A good pal of mine is blogging their way through COVID-19. You too may enjoy A New Journal of the Plague Year.
[VIDEO] The band I was in in 2005 played The Marquee. Here's a song from that gig.
Maybe you heard something about a virus...?
...your call is important to us. But we are going through a number of things at the moment, and honestly haven't felt capable of blogging for a while.
We appear to be smack-gob in the middle of another golden age of music, at least for the music I like.
Solving my mirror cube in 4:06. (Video, duration 1:14)
Here we see our hero solving the Supernova WuQue 4x4 M in a pretty poor time of 5:00. (Video, duration 1:13)
If R' D' R D means anything to you, you know the kind of thing I'm talking about.
Small point of order – I have retroactively changed Clive's Album of the Year 2011.
Me aged 22.
Sometimes I post stuff on here that doesn't sound very happy, or not like I'm in a very good place.
RIP Keith Flint
Half & half, Sweet & Low, Crisco, WTF?