A Musician, DJ, manager and father continues his journey...from the Wild World of Radio...to who knows where?
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
One of the strange side effects of being ill is that I feel, sort of.....porous. Walking over to the Launderette this evening, through thick waves of fog, I could almost feel it seeping into me. Looks like my attendance at the Feeder gig will have to fall by the wayside: Blur looks like much more of a viable prospect. By the time we reach The Bluetones, i'm going to be pulling cartwheels every 10 paces.