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Sunday, 10 February 2013

As much as it goes against the true meaning of Sunday, I have spent a large part of this afternoon working. I say working, I mean trying to catch up with the blog. The idea of writing a daily blog sounded like an interesting challenge, but it is increasingly becoming a bit of a problem. I got the idea from the comedian Richard Herring, who has written Warming Up every day since 2002 as a way of combating writer's block, he told me last year (in an interview) "It's like Jerry Seinfeld said, he has a calender and marks off the days with a cross every time he wrote something, and tried not to break the chain. I did the same with the blog without realising it". I've actually justified this blog in the same way, by making sure that I have written something that day. At the moment due to my having a lot to do, I very quickly write the day's blog and keep it saved in draft until such time as I can spend time editing it and tidying it up. Because I've typed it so fast, there are the occasional spelling mistakes and sentences that don't make any sense when I go back over them. I read a lot of blogs, and often spot little mistakes that could have been easily avoided. Back in the days of Myspace, there was a community of about six of us who regularly wrote blogs, it became too difficult for me to comment without pointing out basic errors such as not knowing the difference between 'there', 'their' and 'they're', or writing for example, 'it could of been', instead of the correct 'it could have been'. I think this must come from people writing how it sounds, which explains why some people write 'been' instead of 'being'. These little mistakes can be corrected if you look at what you've written before allowing the world to see it.

The people I am concerned about pissing off with regards my blog being published late, are the ones who subscribe to it on the Kindle. If I was paying 99p a month I would want it there as soon as I wake up in the morning, but sometimes they have to wait a whole week and I do genuinely feel guilty. The size of the paying audience is smaller than those who read it for free, so I soon get over it. The audio book download of the blog has done reasonably well, obviously not making me a millionaire but providing something else for those who want it. Talking of which, I am really behind on recording them, but I have gone to the trouble of allocating a day next week in my diary for catching up to date with them. Maybe a day is a bit extravagant, as it shouldn't take more than a couple of hours to do, but it'll get me warmed up in the studio for other recording that I need to do.

The post-roast slump was averted further today by writing the fifth of the six editions of Steve's LP Box, which are going to be recorded probably this Friday. To relax, I listened to The Sound Of Nottingham UK, (the home of Robin Hood on Robin Hood Radio). Listening to myself isn't something I greatly enjoy to be honest, but I have started tweeting during the Sunday airing. I'm getting some good feedback from the show, especially from bands who appreciate being played in America. If only a New York based alternative (or just very liberal in their output) radio station wanted to employ me, after the sausage roll bollocks yesterday I would emigrate like a shot. THAT'S how petty I am becoming, there are now so many things that piss me off nowadays; health and safety, customer service, young people, old people, people who cycle on the pavement, (I refuse to get out of the way, they belong on the road), people who go into cafes and ask "can I get?", that I just walk around getting wound up. I even plucked up the courage to tell a youngster to turn his music off on the bus this week, even though we all know that the youth of today all carry a knife. He turned it down, so I repeated my request to turn it off and he eventually did. To be honest, if he had stabbed me to an early death, it would have been preferable to standing on the bus being subjected to fucking rubbish music.

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