In Brief

For the record, the last week or so has felt like being continuously punched in the balls and as a result I haven’t blogged or, to be honest, stopped long enough to realise. So, to sum up:

Seu Jorge at the Arts Centre was amazing, and gave lenny and I a bit of a taster of our trip to Brazil.
If I’m going to play John’s new song all the way through, I need to revisit old-school, stamina-building trumpet exercises.
I can apparently still play guitar. Badly, which is as well as I ever could…
Bourbon-drinking bass players will drink Hebridean single malt and enjoy it, but they will suffer later.
Canary Wharf is a long way from Marylebone
Whilst it’s nice to have my stripes back, a number 2 cut looks a bit odd on me nowadays.
The new …Trail Of Dead album is either a grower, or a bit boring. I’m not sure yet.
I have also been cured of all overthinking by two hours of Stupid rehearsal. I like to rock, my brain stops.

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