Well, yes.
My mental health really dropped off the edge of the cliff, there. Kind of explains the lack of updates, doesn't it? (Having said that, the good ship Westway is still looking ridiculously prolific, in terms of 2025 content, so it's fine.)
But it's been a trying time, it really has. chief among the factors - US touring. It's looking like this won't happen this year, because - well, it doesn't take a genius to figure that out, does it? But there are some other, personal factors in the stew of issues, and it's been hard, on the whole band. Many emails, travelling back and forth. I'll try and whack something on the FB page, ASAP.
Anyway, at least I've been able to cycle, A LOT. Honestly, without that, I don't know what I would have done. That sense of escape and freedom has been a constant source of comfort, but also strength for me.
There's always a point, on my rides, where my brain finally ceases to swirl around in the doom loop, and I approach some sort of clarity. Repetition, in the form of pedalling, seems to bring me out of my funk. Plus, other grooves can take over. Normally, it's Motorik beats, which rise and tick along in my mind. A welcome release from the devils which have beset me over the past couple of months.
If you'd like to know what that sudden Motorik pulse of clarity sounds like - well, it's usually something like this.
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