climb into the cannon.

limboland. once again i am sleeping at a friends place, all my stuff in boxes piled high. it's starting to get to me, but i'm nearly through with living out of a bag. in december im moving in with a friend. we have a rad flat in the centre of birmingham. yes. all gigging has been put on hold until february. i hit bottom with cash and had to opt for employment instead. im currently job hunting and trying to find anything that doesnt involve sales and pays better than minimum wage. problem is, i havent worked since 2007. i have piles of ideas, lyrics, melodies, chords, beats, noises...oh man, its keeping me up at night. i can't wait to let it all out, release the valve. once i'm in, and earning some money, the plan is to finish writing the next saso album, the Amateurs rekerd, the Bermuda Ern rekerd and crack on with a couple of new projects i have started. i want to be submersed. its where i belong, cos i'll tell you now, this world of marketing assistants, CRB checks, payroll administrators, sales executives, strip lights and application forms is gnawing at my feet. gonna buy some gear. lots of it. and write/record at home. create. before i bite my own teeth out.