mm mm mm mm

Lately, when I lay my head on my pillow, I hear a faint hum that comes to me through the mattress springs, through the hollow metal bedframe, through the very walls. It comes in a rhythm… mm mm mm mm… If I stand quietly in the room I can hear it. I’ve gotta find out where it comes from. I must be hearing it all night in my sleep… do my head in.

siren on myspace

Here’s a funny thing. Lately my life has been good enough, that is, pleasure enough in its own right, that I haven’t had to re/write it to give it sense. This is a new thing for me and is taking some time to sink in; hence no blog entries for rather too long. This won’t do. I may have precious few readers but I have records to keep. Records, records to make, records to break.

Of course that is one of the things I have been doing, making little records, and you can check us out on myspace whenever you please, where we have posted our demo and a few humble words, as you do. There are always more shots up on Flickr, the photo-sharing site we all know and love. I’m in conversation with Lisa Hogben about a studio photo shoot, bodypaint and all. And 6 different programs on fbi94.5 might be playing our music after we took our demo in to their monthly open day. Now all I need is someone to hold my hand while I organise some gigs.
Then there is Lexie. My new flatmate is a bombshell – if she doesn’t kill me she’ll definitely make me stronger. She’s a perfect fit for the house, which is flexing around her in entertaining ways. More, oh, much more will come of this.