Slowing to a terrible halt.

Its August now. A month of not much at all for us.

The mighty P.C. Markie is off on holiday with his lady wife for the next two weeks. Michael John McFarlane is off to Ireland for the weekend, and we have no gigs for a month or so. Its going to be tough, yes sir-eeee.

Though this has given us the time to piss about with song new or half finished songs. Having a month to do it in is turning out to be a good thing, as its a total nightmare trying to create something original. Sitting at home with guitars and the likes feels terribly restricting sometimes, but with us been skint constantly we cant really afford the luxury of time and finance. I have got my old Yamaha keyboard out of the cupboard and am joyfully pissing about on that in my very own one fingered style. M.J.F currently has my synth (which I blew a chunk of student loan on a few years ago) and he is hopefully going to master it.

So come our next gig, Aberdeen in September, we are going to be Kraftwerk.

Ace.