December 17: okay, okay.
My friend bob alerted me to the fact I have not written a journal in many moons. Guilty. As. Charged. It's just you go through times in your life where you are reconstructing, deconstructing, hanging on for dear life, making plans and there is nothing worse than someone talking about things before they happen! I showed up to my friend Colleen's house on fri night and her whole family were dancing around with the music cranked. "is this how it always is at your house?" I asked, recalling my quiet nights of calm. "on Fridays! How are you?!" "just trying to make it through the day," I said. And left the partying family to their hoedown.
Let's see what can I say. I have a few projects on the go. One is a new band which we have decided to talk about more in-depth once the music is ready. We all went out and bought new instruments and wrote a whack of songs with the aim to rehearse and record over one week in March. A secret house concert will follow. Just for fun and as a thank you to the folks hosting our place of recording. I bought a new bass for the band, it kicks ass but I have to get better at it.
I am writing with Joe Elliott, my Def Leppard frontman friend. We have this penchant for doing Bowieesque stuff so it's all coming along and an EP should drop next year sometime.
Northern Gospel is not the end for me but it certainly feels like I came full circle. Stu produced my first record and a lot of my life had been just waiting till I could do another record with him. It really should have happened in 1998 but things got fucked up. North is one of my favourite songs of all time. I don't think I can write a better ballad than Home. I have to thank CBC and a handful of stations who got the balls up to play my music. It's easy to spin what's popular and when people take chances I just love it, and it makes me feel like all the hard work wasn't a humongous waste of time.
I shan't leave it so long until the next entry. X