The Name of The Game.

I have long been a tad naughty and the bulk of the blogs have usually been named after a song that has been in my head in the days running up to publishing a blog occasionally it may be an album title or some nonsense that has popped up  in this scattered brain of mine, who knows?, I always do like to start with a title in mind, it usually sets the tone of the blog. This one sprang to mind as I typed this up as the radio was playing, as I was simply going to call this blog “Greatest Hits” I know I’m not now, but I was struggling to come up with something for this one, it’s rare that the blog comes before I have a working title, I can change it, but like I say it’s usually music that opens a can of worms,  problem solved, now on with the drivel!

So I’m only going to do the last twenty titles simply as I am aware I could bore for England on this subject matter, I had a couple of peeps ask why these particular titles and to be honest I have no idea and not everybody plays the name game anymore, me flogging a dead horse (see there’s an album title) you can bet your bottom I will, it amuses me and it’s really nice to see how many people are actually interested, not that many these days, so why the blog, well simply because I can!

Worry – I was concerned that people might think that the blog was going to be negative, it wasn’t, well not that much but I had been playing Tons of Sobs by Free while I was doing my legwork for the blog and that song stuck with me.

And the Bands Played On – Saxon, you cannot beat a bit of Saxon, and I was watching a documentary on Donnington Monsters of Rock, I honestly thought more people would get this one but just one person actually named it correctly!

Wasted – Def Leppard, I had just bought their debut album after not hearing it for years, it was in my local shop for £1.99 and so I thought why not, I liked it when it came out but I always thought it lightweight in production, this is a remastered version and damn its good.

He Know You Know – was not the original title but when I checked I had already used the one I wanted to use, so I went and played some Marillion to see what best suited the blog and this was the one.

Run for Cover – My love of Gary Moore has been reignited simply as I got a couple of his earlier albums on CD, Back on the Streets and Corridors of Power, I simply had to write about him, funnily enough the title had the best response in months with over twenty people guessing correctly.

Choices – An old Uriah Heep song from Innocent Victim not an album that many people like, but I love it, a kind of a guilty pleasure.

A Plague of Ghosts – You will realise  that  there are a lot of Fish related titles, he is my go to artist whatever kind of mood I am in and I kind of have a guilty pleasure for this song, the song may not be directly linked to the blog, sometimes they are, but I have a tendency to simply go with the flow.

Last Man Standing – Willie Nelson, I know I couldn’t believe it either, again I was in a place at work and someone had a dodgy radio station on, and I wasn’t a well person and someone commented that it was a song about me, I wasn’t a well bunny at the time, but it did seem kind of right.

Sunlight Seen Through Towering Trees – David Sylvian, this one was the one that got no attempts but lots of abuse, well kind of, people thought I had lost my mind, what can I say, I do like the bulk of his songs, well the ones at least structured like a song, open your mind, google it find the album it comes from and simply enjoy!

When The Walls Come Tumbling Down – We are back to Def Leppard for no other reason than I had this song in my head (part of the reason why I bought the album a few weeks later at such a super low price) I hadn’t heard the bloody thing in over 30 years and then it just popped into my head and I couldn’t shake it, my internal juke box is shot.

Unbreakable – FM, just a great song and it was on repeat at the time of writing the blog!

Too Many People – Vardis, yes I know who the hell remembers them, I saw them as a support a couple of times and my brother bought this single (somebody recently gave me the complete discography on MP3……WHY?) and this is their only really memorable toe tapper, again I hadn’t heard it ages and the chorus simply wouldn’t be moved from my brain.

It’s Late – Queen, possibly the best song from News of the World, damn its good, and it’s an album I was playing an awful lot at the time of writing the blog I don’t even remember what the blog was about (maybe I should go back and check) it’s just a damn good song.

Calling all the Heroes – It Bites, damn this is a mighty fine song not even their best but the only one to kick its way into the top 40, it certainly perks you up on a morning again, highly recommended.

Mood for a Day – Yes, I do like a bit of prog when I am writing, it simply can’t be beaten it takes you to another world and helps cleanse all the crap from your brain as you write, well it does for me, even if this is simply a jaunty little instrumental.

Waiting for Tomorrow – The (mighty) Rods, just what you need to clear the cobwebs, it’s a jolly good romp maybe not the best music to write to but it does lift you up.

Misplaced Childhood – Marillion not a song but an album, its where my head was and had been as you will notice over the next couple of titles.

Escape from Childhood – Fish this time, although some of the music is the same, an album, a live set that got quite a bit of play at the time, its where I was at the time, what can I say I’m a fan.

Return to Childhood – Fish once more with yet another live album sometimes I do need some of his vibe!

Internal Exile – Fish, why simply because I was thinking that I was going to declare my independence from the United Kingdom and become the sovereign state of Gimpsville, well ok so I was simply playing the album at the time of writing LOL.

So there you go an explanation as to what the songs were , like I say not many do the name game anymore, the main reason why I do use song titles is that I’m trying to get you lot to see what song I was playing (usually on repeat) at the time of scribbling, don’t forget I scribble (my Notes) then I write and then rewrite and usually type and then recheck to see what I have missed or misspelled , honestly there is some preparation done for these blogs, I  might do one in twenty off the cuff but usually I follow my preferred method.

So onwards the next one is about to go to the typing stage (it’s definitely complete) it’s all I can do to stop writing, my head is awash with some (allegedly) good fun stuff long may it run, although there  is only around 16 blogs left before I change direction, let’s keep that until the next blog, so until the next time keep watching the skies for incoming, do what you can to stay safe and stay alive, but until then ………Toodles!

Cliché

 I’ve got a reputation of being a man with a gift of words,

A romantic poetic type or so they say!

Its been brought to my attention that it is indeed me and the wife’s silver wedding anniversary this week, so I feel the need to score points for the occasion and to shout it from the rooftops, I don’t really, I don’t need to as I am a loving husband or so they say!

We met nearly thirty years ago through a mutual friend, however I’m convinced that there had been several casual meetings in the past, primarily at a Twisted Sister concert where I might have spoken to her and a friend and at a Judas Priest concert when I didn’t speak to her but I noticed her the same at the same time as KK Downing did, enough said (the best man won……me), I won’t bore anyone with the details but in the back of my mind I was aware of her.

I often call her lovingly a Pyscho Bitch From Hell ( I’ve got a reputation of being a man with a gift of words) but she is my Pyscho Bitch From Hell, so don’t say I didn’t warn you, the wife has suffered with ill health for far longer than me (so I know I’m not the cause) and is a much better patient than I am, but we are our own life support team, I couldn’t manage without her, a fact that I tell her as often I can, she tends to agree, I’m hoping that she feels the same way about me, not that I am just a nuisance, as I have said in previous blogs I was a basket case when I met her, I was allegedly a functioning basket case but a basket case all the same.

Slowly but surely she has put me in the right direction, and although there have been the odd speed bump along the way, what us with our reputation, we are in a good place (at the moment) and we have a mutual support system that seems to work, of course it could always be better, but hey ho you make it what it is, life has been worse than this and at some point it will be bad again but we will always come out of the other side without issue.

I often joke that if I had been a great train robber I would have been out of prison by now, 30 years together and 25 years married, the time has flown over and the only complaint I really have is, is  that over the passage of time I got fat, yes I am blaming her, as I wasn’t fat when I was alone, she is still the same angry person (see previous paragraph) I met all those years ago and although I was just as angry in the bad old days I have mellowed(or matured I’m never sure) and I simply can’t be arsed anymore, she is angry with Traffic, with Parking, with it being a Tuesday or simply the fact that she is angry! I’m not saying that I can’t have my moments, I know I can, thankfully they are few and far between these days and in all honesty I have turned into something of an empty vessel, if truth be told I’m down to a dull roar and she is still at full blast!

As always, we sail onwards (navigator need a navigator) we have many cunning plans, they very rarely come to fruition that doesn’t mean that we can’t plot and scheme and keep trying, one day we will take over the world, I mean be a little more successful than we are at the moment, lets take each day as it comes and soon enough it will be another 25 years! The journey isn’t over, not yet anyway, I’m sure she will tell me when she has won the lottery and tells me to jog on, here’s fingers crossed for better days ahead.

I’ve got a reputation of being a man with a gift of words,

A romantic poetic type or so they say!

So, a short little blog simply to say thank you to the wife (yes there will flowers bought for her) that comes as a given, as we march towards cunning plan number 6739007, thank you thank you thank you!

Or the easiest way is…………………. Cliché

So here is the first blog of three that have all been nearly written back to back, the next one is a response to a question from Nils and Suki who asked the same question, wait and see, I don’t wish to spoil the surprise and then the one after that is simply me letting you know potentially what is happening in the blogs until the end of the year, don’t say I don’t give you plenty of notice.

So, watch the skies for incoming, unless something gets in the way, another one will be here at the weekend, so stay alive and stay safe but until then…………………………. Toodles!

And yes, the name bloody game is in play.

Worry,

I have been playing the (title of the blog) song for the last couple of days, it’s like me its old but damn good! At least I thought I was, my health although getting better with wind issues from all points of the compass, has been decidedly yuk for the last couple of weeks and although by nature I can come across as a tad grumpy, I as a rule do not worry, believe it or not I do try to be a happy camper, but the seeds of doubt have now been sown.

Blood test upon blood test and with very little information being fed back, other than its abnormal (again me with my reputation) it has kind of set the ball rolling, I have an ultrasound in the coming week, and then other bits and pieces to be decided and then confirmed and then yet another blood test on October 1^st , this time though I want my results back from an actual doctor, not the polish receptionist, who I must stress is lovely but on a telephone her accent is very strong, at first I thought she was Chinese I’m all for diversity, but something as important as this, please keep her off the phone, she is great face to face but yeah as I said worry has started to grow legs and kick me!

I’m at an age that we call in my family the death zone, we have done a little bit of family research over the years (Ok the wife has) and most of the males in my family as far as we can go back, die between the age of 55 and 62, with the exception of my uncle (my namesake) who is a sprightly 77, I hope I take after him, because I am now over the threshold, I used to laugh about it, I don’t feel so glib at the moment, this year has been so crap with little niggles catching up with me and again doubt creeps in, like quicksand it takes a hold and its not so easy to shake off, if I’m overthinking it well that only makes me human, who knew I was the same as everybody else.

I am fighting the good fight, I am trying (I’m not sure how well) to stay  as positive as I can as I believe positivity is the key, again  I know, me with my reputation what can I say, it would appear that I am starting to mature (I’m not sure that I like it) I suppose I have to, otherwise I will simply surrender to the fear of something that I know nothing about, this could be something really simple but then again it could be the start of something far more sinister than I care to think about, I have lost a couple of close friends with the thought that “oh it’s nothing” then it turned out to be so damn nasty and it was too late to escape from its evil clutches!

As always I am going with the assumption that worse things happen at sea, but I want to batten down the hatches so that the sea doesn’t get in, water has a tendency to sink things, I definitely do not wish to sink, so that’s all I have to say on the matter, (it didn’t take long for boating analogy’s to creep back in, I’m using the power of positive thinking and trying to go in the right direction, I’m not saying its going to be good every day but yeah I want to do the right things for me and my family simply because I want to be around for as long as my namesake, the blog name could just as easily been any number of titles, maybe with a tad more positivity, but this is the song I have played to death over the last couple of days, please don’t “worry” for me .

Music thankfully has saved the day with a good fresh supply being delivered via MP3’s as well as vinyl (yes vinyl) and new CD’s, I’m in the final countdown phase for the release of the new Fish album (September 25^th) in a way I’m glad  that its his final release as I have ordered it in three different versions, standard CD, Deluxe edition including a DVD and an accompanying book and last but not least the Vinyl double album, which more than likely I won’t even play, I don’t spoil myself often, but for once I thought “hell yeah I’m having some of that” I’m only here once allegedly.

The last blog is still going, this is being written Thursday and is unlikely to be posted before Saturday  (so yes I will whittle away over those two days) as the last one still has legs and getting around 60 hits a day, nearly a week after it was posted, so again I must have done something right, so watch out on Saturday, that’s if I can actually get online, the lap top is like me old and infirm, but also like me it keeps plodding on so hopefully it has another couple of years to go, although whisper it quietly I have started looking for a newer model, I don’t want to have to deal with an older jealous model, you know what they get like as they get older and temperamental, honest I am talking about the lap top……..Tee Hee!

Me and the good lady reach our silver wedding anniversary later in the coming week I had been planning a nice little evening out just for the two of us, but with what is going on out in the big bad world she has decided against it, I will still try and make her day a little better (by going to work) I can honestly say that if it wasn’t for her I most definitely would not be here, not on the internet or even on this little world we call earth I was in a bad place mentally when I met her, next year we will have been together for 30 years, she definitely deserves a medal or something, I suppose she will simply have to put up with me for her sins.

The name game is still in play and will run until blog number 500, this is an old song, lets see how many get this, only one of you have managed to get the last one and dammit I thought that was a piece of piss! The numbers trying to guess the name game has subsided in the last 20 or so blogs, not sure why, I think I have done only one hard one and Suki from Japan got that in under 10 minutes, it does appear to be the same peeps trying their luck and it doesn’t look like they are googling it, I could be wrong but honestly I couldn’t make it any easier, actually the more I thing about it, this one may be a tad harder than normal!

So there you go that’s yet another blog done and dusted, nothing that I wanted anybody to worry about me (I can do that all by myself thank you) life is shit, but you really do need to simply  get on with it, I have an idea geminating (quite literally as I type this one) for the next blog and I have another one word (song) title for it so yes there will be incoming and yes it will be historical (slightly) yes it will be happy, so watch the skies for incoming, thank you for all the kind words reference the last blog, it was so easy to write once the juices got flowing, I’m alive and well (at least I think I am) so stay safe and stay alive and until the next time…………………..Toodles!

And the bands played on.

 I sat down to write a musical historical blog and boy did I fall down a rabbit hole, I was in a mind funk of trying to gather as much information about support bands that I had seen, headliners are easy but I realised that I had forgotten many of the unsung bands that I have seen over the years.

I remember watching local bands like Dark Angel and New Disease, Wet Dream who I had to listen to outside the Mount pub as the landlord didn’t think I was old enough (he was correct I was only 14 and had just shaved off my first big bushy beard) if there was someone playing local I always endeavoured to try and get in, I remember there was a band I was desperate to see (so long ago I have no idea the name of the band) playing the Sun in Burnopfield and I had to walk home because I didn’t realise that the bus (in those days ) stopped at 10, I was in the doghouse after that one, mind you I did get a lift home from a friendly policeman who wondered why I was running at that time of night, I didn’t tell him I had been in a pub (me with my reputation).

 then there were the big boys support slots at the City Hall (still my fave venue) and other venues within the city of Newcastle, I remember seeing Def Leppard (when the drummer had two arms and was more baby faced then me) supporting the likes of ACDC and Sammy Hagar, I saw a young Diamond Head supporting Def Leppard, I also saw them headline in the city hall (superb) and in pubs like Trillian’s, Where Sean Harris came out wearing a monks habit (I have no idea why), then bands like Alcatraz (not the Graham Bonnet band) supporting the Tygers of Pan Tang, with special guests Magnum who I saw so many times as support or special guest , then bands like Trickster who supported Boston who I was able to buy their singles but had no joy finding the albums, no wonder they died a death, Budgie I have lost count the number of times I saw them as a support , never as a headliner even though they toured for years after the event.

Lucifer’s Friend, Riot, Socrates (a Greek rock band supporting UFO on the making contact tour, I had actually gone to see Billy Sheehan but he had jumped ship before even reaching the UK we got Paul Gray instead) The Greeks got abused and I kind of see why, as they were terrible. Infidel who had a lady singer who was good, the band not so, Lita Ford I saw twice as a support band and both times pretty damn good! I saw bands like Angelwitch, AIIZ whose drummer later joined ACDC UFO and Dio. I saw Zeno (Uli Jon Roth’s Brothers band) supporting the Ray Gillen version of Black Sabbath (another time Glenn Hughes didn’t turn up) then saw them announced at St James park supporting Queen (where they were introduced as it being their English debut…erm no).

I saw Terraplane before they turned into Thunder, I saw Stevie Salas Colourcode, I saw the Electric Boys, Girl supporting so many artists, I saw shite like Beltane Fire, some bands you just know when they walk on the stage that they are going to be bloody awful, and I had to endure them for virtually every night of the Misplaced Childhood tour, they recently reformed and my only question is why would you? I saw Mark Almond support Cher and he was incredible; I had seen him back in the day with Soft Cell and he was always shite. I saw a band called Ore over twenty times in the marquee they were always a great act and they had great songs, as long as you didn’t look at them they sounded great, but they had a major image problem in that they had the fattest singer in the world he was easily 25 stone, an awesome voice but god they just looked odd, and so they didn’t stand a chance.

I saw How We Live before Steve Hogarth joined Marillion but floundering after the Europeans, they were supporting Chris De Burgh, did I not tell I would go to any gig and yes Mr De Burgh was great, I saw Loud who were made up of ex members of New Model Army (I saw them as well but not as a support act) who the press said that they were going to be the next big thing, they weren’t, although I still have the 12” singles, I have no memory of virtually any band supporting Fish, yes there was support bands, but I simply don’t remember watching them. FM was a similar kind of thing but they did have one or two memorable  ones including White sister and Saraya, Romeo’s Daughter and loads of others(Bernie Marsden acoustically was great) but to be honest I was only interested in FM, I saw Wildlife supporting MSG before they morphed off into FM, again another band I saw in their infancy, including lots at the marquee and other venues around the country supporting just about everybody, usually I left after seeing the support act, I had gone to see Dereck St Holmes singing with MSG and then stumbled onto Steve Overland, and I have been hooked ever since.

I saw River City People who were really good until they got signed and then became a real crap pop act, I should know because I helped write some of the real crap pop songs that they demoed, I hope they never got released. I saw The Beat morph into General Public supporting Queen on the works tour and they were so bad I would go and buy more merch every night or maybe that was Freddie’s plan all along! I saw Fist support UFO and lost count of other local venues I saw them in, I always thought they would be bigger than they were, I saw White Spirit before Jannick joined Iron Maiden, damn they were good. I saw Gary Bardens in Statetrooper, I never rated him in MSG but loved Statetrooper, I even bought the bloody album, I saw Tik & Tok (don’t ask) Praying Mantis and a band who were decidedly second rate called Dedringer who I always enjoyed although I think that they were old enough to be my dad, not a great look in a support band!

I saw The Rods nearly destroy Maiden on the number of the beast tour, who I saw nearly destroy Priest on the British steel tour (erm no they didn’t) Paul Dianno always let the band down live, very charismatic but lousy singer live, I saw Samson and thought that Bruce Bruce should sing for Maiden, oh look at that he did! I saw Wolfsbane and always gave Blaze Bayley ten out of ten for effort but again not the best singer in the world, I saw Great white (erm no thanks) I saw them many years later upstairs at the O2 and they were great but not as a support, I saw Saxon I saw Accept and god knows how many more bands over the years, all who have done as I have , disappeared into mundane jobs supporting themselves and their families, but back in the day someone believed in them and paid for them to get onto a support slot in the vain hope that the album would sell, then you realised that the albums were not in the shops and that the label had dropped the ball.

I saw Quiet Riot and Gary Moore in his band G Force (not on the same bill or the same night) and I saw It Bites support Robert Plant to be honest I only went to see It Bites, maybe I should have stayed to watch Mr Plant,  I know I could go on forever, unfortunately though for every good or even poor bands there were far more shite ones and I really do not know how the hell they got that far, I saw a band called The Front support somebody at the Riverside in Newcastle and they had amazing brand new Marshall stacks and ultra-modern kit but they sounded like a bad version of the Doors, and I hate the Doors, somebody gave them a shed load of money to waste, I sometimes wonder what ever happened to them (no I don’t I’m lying) Don’t criticise me though, I did buy the album as they did a cover live which I thought was great and the damn thing wasn’t on the bloody album.  The moral of that tale is do not buy albums under the influence of alcohol HIC! I stood in awe of Saigon Kick supporting Extreme again at the Riverside, I was sneaked into the soundcheck and my mind was blown away as they sounded so huge in such a small space, they should have been so much bigger than what they did become.

I’ve seen Jugglers, painters and comedians I have seen what can only be described as something exotic and I have seen some downright weird, by and large I do usually enjoy the support band and until recently I usually give them three songs to prove themselves, if they don’t do it in that time I have a tendency to go and look at the merch stand, although these days I don’t buy as much as I could! I have seen the band that the blog is named after and I thought that they were better than the headline act on the night, admittedly a pretty close thing for that pairing. I have seen pairings that have been fantastic and the support has simply upped the ante and the headliners have run with it, it really does make for a much better show, I have seen some dire supports as well and boy did they get abuse, I may have got Julian Cope of Teardrop Explodes with Yoghurt whilst supporting a major rock band but for legal reasons I’m going to be in denial.

I haven’t even mentioned The Dickies, Danger Danger ,Two Tribes, Rose Tattoo, Wolf, Y&T (as a support act to ACDC), Spider, Mama’s Boys, Satan, Aldo Nova, Exodus, Tesla, China, Van Hagar and a multitude of others, you kind of get the picture! My favourite support story I loved Reckless by Bryan Adams and he supported Tina turner and because of who me and my friends worked for we able to wangle free tickets for every show on the tour there was about eight of us and we were third row every night and as soon as Mr Adams finished we buggered off to the bar I often wonder in Tina thought what the hell Is going on with those third row seats, can we not give them away, I still chuckle from time to time when it springs to my mind!

I had to stop at this point as my head was about to explode, some more would pop into my head and become more steam and then before I could make notes they vanished like steam, there so many other ones out there,  and I could do a similar blog as the ones that got away, it was fun to reminisce in a time before people stood annoying everybody behind them filming something that they will never watch again, usually because the sound is so shit! I hope you all enjoyed this one as much as did writing it, I can write something other than doom and gloom, so watch for the skies, for the next one, I know I will have missed  out so many more bands but damn it I’m old and my mind isn’t what it used to be, until the next thrilling dose of crap issued on the internet for free………………Toodles!

Wasted.

 As per usual the blog has taken a different slant, there were loads of different versions until I got to this one, I’m hoping that it will be a tad better than the pile of bile that I was intending to post (oops) make your self comfortable this one has the potential to be long and it may go off piste at some point!

The blog  is going to be in reverse as I had been taking notes and trying to get a line on my (sanity) thoughts of the week, I will admit it wasn’t looking lite it was going to be a happy blog, thankfully at some point yesterday a switch was thrown and I intend to be as truthful and take this from a dark place to somewhere slightly happier, lets see what we can do. The blog was originally called dark days in paradise, but I started thinking I needed to make sure I didn’t do two blogs inspired by the same artist (for titles) and I didn’t really want to give the game away too early (is the second paragraph late enough I have no idea).

I have to say beware  of the dog as Bob surfaced late last Sunday (back off Bob), I was at work and the day was not going well, I was drowning not waving, I was in a such a foul mood, I have no idea why I was short with people and generally grumpy (I know me with my reputation) peeps were great they just thought I was grumpy because I was going to miss work, as I started 7 days holiday (erm no) to be honest I wasn’t looking forward to them at all (Bob) I had lost interest in the numbers the blogs were doing (not a good sign) then on Monday me and the wife had a shouting match, actually we didn’t I did, I lost my shit over nothing I was simply trying to prove a point that I wasn’t bothered about something, and she kept poking me with a stick, volume button raised all  the way up to eleven, WTF! To say that the beginning of the holiday was wasted was an understatement.

That was not how I wanted the week to start, the wife has had a couple of bad weeks and I was honestly trying to be more supportive, it didn’t work, and for once I couldn’t bring myself to apologise so I did what I do best, I hid in the back room with my head phones on, thankfully we both realised I was a dick and like the world, we moved on. I was still as cuddly as a porcupine, and it was bugging me, I have no idea what was dragging me down into the dark pit that I was heading to (Bob) I headed off to food land and was generally still unhappy with what I was cooking (for everybody) and what I was eating, I was eating way too much (junk) when food didn’t help I spent money (that thankfully I had) but it didn’t help, I was a much better boy than I had been, but nothing seemed to help, at least I didn’t buy anymore music, I’m still going through the last lot I got!

At all points dark thoughts were there bubbling away, my health was better, but it kept flaring up as if to remind me that all is not well, thankfully I received a couple of letters one saying not to worry my bloods were clear, I need to phone to speak to a doctor to get the actual results, but the day before I got a letter saying I had to go for further testing at my (thankfully) local hospital so I’m taking it as a good thing bad thing, I’m clear of all the nasties that they thought I might have had, so now its time to delve deeper into the body, I am not looking forward to an of that, it is however a necessary evil, I am hoping that at least we will get a better understanding, because its not helping with my general demeanour!

I have also been so damn lethargic, my sleeping keeps getting disturbed as the wife has added snoring to her repertoire, but my dreams have also been so damn weird, I keep dreaming of where I lived as a teenager and there’s a Russian gangster (don’t ask me how I know he is Russian I have no interaction he is simply following me) following me and I am so drunk, Ronnie James Dio keeps popping out of what used to be the local post office to tell me that everything will be fine (WTF) I need to talk to a dream whisperer to have it all explained, I have no idea why these people or places are intertwined, please I don’t want any thoughts from any of you dream weavers to help me, my brains are scattered at the best!

I haven’t enjoyed the process of writing, like I would normally, but I have had at least managed a couple of sessions, some serious blitzing going on, but were as it normally elevates my dopamine levels I simply haven’t had any luck until yesterday morning when the switch was flicked (damn there’s another song title I could have used) there is literally around 20 blogs to go until the big change, so I need to keep my shit together, I am anticipating a huge drop in numbers as some of you are only happy when I am unhappy (I hope you like this one LOL) once I get this one out I will be making notes but its highly unlikely that there will be another one in the next seven days as I go back to a long list of shifts, hopefully there  is light at the end of the tunnel!

I have also been suffering quite badly from tinnitus at the back end of the week (touch wood it has receded) I know that it wont have helped my mood, I’m so glad I didn’t have it at the start of the week that really would have been a topper, don’t worry I won’t bite anyone, just yet, thankfully I dragged the wife out of the house and we did some shopping (again just me spending money) a few stores then our local farm shop where I could have gone bat shit crazy (the secret is too go at the end of the day when there is not the full spread) there was still enough of a spread to spend £20, but hey ho I’m worth it! Then off to our local reservoir for the wife a milk shake and me to have a dirty dog which was nice but because of the wind (not me for once) cooled it down way too quickly so I left about a third of it, that set my stomach off with the burping again, I was determined not to let it beat me!

I’m not sure how the family have put up with me this week, what with me being grumpy, grouchy and shouty, its not a great combination thankfully I was only shouty one day, maybe I’m going through the male menopause, I mean I am old, I was also hot and sweaty at various points, all uncalled for and not at all expected at all, food wise I can’t put my finger on anything, but the waves of nausea  are wiping me out the burping is annoying enough and thankfully the wind from my arse is down to a force four, I did enjoy a digital holiday of sorts, although I don’t think I was really missed by anybody, again I’m putting this in the mix for the state of my mood! Although I did try to remain positive(lots of music) I generally failed, although I was confined to bed for most of yesterday, I did as I was ordered and did feel all the better for it, until yesterday maybe the sleep helped flick that switch, typical full of positivity on my last two days!

So, there you go again not the blog that was being planned I still have lots of plans to sort out and I promise (honestly) the next one will be a musical historical one, I know there are plenty of you out there who are just a  little interested in bands that I have seen, I intend to do a musical montage of bands that I have seen over the years, as I could quite easily do 500 blogs on live gigs I have seen over the years……..now there’s an idea (nope not going to happen I struggle to remember the day before, never mind years ago) I always expect a barrage of abuse when I do a historical one from people who were there at the time, saying “that’s not what happened” thankfully so far they haven’t and I know a few of them do read the ramblings of this old man. So watch the skies, it probably will be a while before the next one, so if you are in the mood, why not try some of the original ones from back in the day, they could do with a read, it’s not like I get paid if you read them and some of them are damn good (that’s not me saying that but people who have actually read them) stay safe stay alive, watch the skies for incoming, but until then keep your powder dry and as always I will say…………Toodles!