alright you bunch of imaginary audience members, I hope you enjoy reading this with your non-existent faces...

I'm trying to work out what this blog is about, apart from to salve my feelings of inadequacy and a life wasted by the age of 27. I thought initially I could do it about VJing - being on the road, dealing with promoters and the dreaded lighting jockeys and bad food and drugs and mud and alleyways...

But I’ve kind of chilled out on that, as I wasn't getting enough money to realistically sustain both it and a half decent quality of life. And i like making and eating home-cooked healthy tasty food. So yeah, that. I missed that.

So I bailed out of the rock 'n' roll lifestyle in '07 and got a 'nice stable job' in a big bad corporation who tried to destroy my very soul and enslave me into their ranks among the other crushed beings, devoid of hope or aspiration, merely glad to not be killed off by the powers that be in yet another horrible yet routine blood-bath.

I must be the only person who actually quit a good solid job with a future right in the middle of the recession. But... I’m vain, I like looking at my reflection, and I was getting bored of bursting into tears and angrily ranting at myself for being a total fucking sell-out every time I did.

So here I am. Making a blog, the most futile of modern futilities, and trying to work out what it will contain. I have a lot to say, I just don’t want this to carry on being a meandering waffle, I want it to have focus and drive, so when people come and check it out, they know vaguely what they'll get, rather than just any random thoughts I decide to shit on you.

But knowing what to write kind of needs an audience, and I don’t have one. So. waffle it is, until I get an email saying "that thing you wrote about tying string to a bumblebee out of the fridge and taking it for a walk was fantastic" at which point it will become a pet insect blog or something.

Really though it'll be about: art, gigging, promotion, art, drugs, society and other such musings. You lucky people x

erm...and erm... a witty signing off thing! Blame Niti, she distracted me.