Maybe I'll look at them tomorrow. And maybe I won't. I'm fed up with finance. After more than thirteen years. Funny that.
Let's hope The Thing goes away next year. Then I can't start my music career. And you, kook(s) ... you can do what you want, too. Good luck to you!
I could have recorded my demo this weekend. I played perfect versions of This World Don't Mean a Thing, Stella, and Nothing. Even Malibu - which won't be on the demo.
I've been reading the 1-star customer reviews of Paul McKenna's Change Your Life In 7 Days on Amazon. [There are plenty of 5-star reviews. 62 percent!] Well, they're right about the book. It is a lame rip-off of Tony Robbins and others, BUT(!) ... it's the hypnosis recording that comes with the book that matters, man. McKenna isn't a writer, he's an hypnotist. Of course, a lot of the reviewers don't like the hypnosis either, the bastards. 'It's a matter of taste, boss.' No it isn't, Voice. They're not approaching it with the right attitude, and they probably think their life really will change in seven days. 'But that's what Paul says!' Don't worry about what he says, idiot! That's just a marketing thing.
Ah, never mind. All I can say is ... it works for me, you dig? I'm in control of my moods - and I'm performing my music better as a result.
So ...
Has he gone, the Voice? 'No.' Well, you can go now. I don't need you this morning. 'Bye then.' Yes, bye. Christ.
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Anything else? Why does there always have to be something else?
I'll be doing another conceptual later, No. 842. That's the important stuff. Forget about the PR emails, the music updates, all the chat. What I'm having for lunch. Where I'm walking to. Ha! Who needs it?!
But we all need to get dizzy, man ... ? Well, I do, anyway.
It's just a shame there's no money in it. Maybe I should make conceptual art. I mean, print big numbered phrases on some sort of material, canvas, whatever, and then frame them. And, uh ... sell them for a fortune.
Ha! Years ago, I had the crazy idea of making scarecrows as fine art and then selling them as sculpture.
I'm full of crazy ideas, me - as you know.
Laters.
