I think it probably has happened. I had a MASSIVE wobble and, well….it’s probably all too late and….
Life moves on, as a (mostly) wise man once said. A person who, I believe, has made plenty of mistakes also. But I get that I have become massively wearing and have always invested too much in this thing. Genuinely, university and my study will be the focus. As much as I absolutely LOVE Simple Minds, and likewise for Jim Kerr – it really isn’t healthy for it to be all-consuming. It has led to amazing things and I’ll be forever grateful for the many wonderful things it has done for me. Too many to list or want to name right here.
I honestly don’t think I’ll ever stop adoring him. He has been such a creative muse these past eight years and has, at times, given me resolve and some semblance of faith in myself, if not total self-belief.
Will I give up this blog? No! But I want it to be more objective. I felt like I was getting it into a really great place once again with last year’s Sons/Sister content. Then the focus was uni. Then the tour began and….it all went to pot. It all ends up doolally. It was almost a perfect storm, you know? The post-gig come-down. A new album. All the publicity of that ramping up. A new module of uni. WHOOSH! It was all there…and the signed CD that “was otherwise blank: aka not worth it” – as how I took it at my crushingly low point just….sent me into a MASSIVE spiral.
I lost perspective. Which is what I do when I have an episode. And, boy…did I have an episode!
So, we’ll move on. Pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off and look ahead (whilst still very much perving on the ripe baby Kerr titties – cos ain’t nobody gonna be stopping me licking the pages of that Sheila Rock book – you best believe it!).
