May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Well…it’s a theory… I had to ask. Anyway…my passport is ready. And the money will soon follow… My passport photo STILL sucks! Lol. Can we see supermodel passport photos? I mean, if even Kate Moss or Naomi Campbell’s passport photos look shit then I won’t feel so bad. I mean…geez I know I’m no stunner…
That is the question. It is many a SM fan’s holy grail, to go to Taormina for a stay at Villa Angela. I was mulling over the idea again tonight. Looking at what’s available at the hotel and checking plane fares from Luton to Catania around my birthday. The idea of spending my 49th birthday…
My mum is 81 today – and tomorrow I finally go to That London (to The Strand – yes, I think of Roxy Music EVERY TIME I say it or think of it) to get my new passport sorted.
Oh, but I am still missing the “cherry on top” – the reply comments. I miss that element. It feels like a positive reinforcement when it happens. When it stops or doesn’t happen for a while I tend to think “Oh, he’s as sick of me as everyone else is! Lol.” And then I tend…
This evening I played the recording of Saturday’s practice back. And, okay, yep. I do think I am probably being incredibly hard on myself. But… I need to be don’t I? Otherwise how the fuck am I ever going to get any better? Yes? But… I am so thankful I took the advice of Emily…
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I have been sleeping-in lately. Demanding dreams from my subconscious. Every night before I fall asleep, I pray that I’ll dream. Good dreams. Dreams that once awake and I have even just a fraction of lucidity of the dream, that it’ll turn to fruition. This morning I had dreams. In the first I was with…
Put on your facade. Wear it like a jacket. Like false armour. Let it mask your face. Show your teeth. Make your most convincing smile. Never let anyone see what’s really behind it. Don’t crack. Don’t falter. Don’t look weak. Ungrateful. Fed up. Tired. Keep wearing the mask. Don’t let it slip! Catch it before…
Oh, I am just kidding myself! Lol. But it looks nice in black and white, this pic. Anyway, there’s another five minutes of fame done and dusted. Back to my usual job of being Loz from Loserville. I can put up a facade with the best of them…
The drumming thing and what happened yesterday. It has nothing to do with my ability to PLAY but my ability to LEARN! Telling me “it’s early days”. I KNOW THIS! I am NOT expecting to be Cherisse after three fucking lessons! But…what WOULD help immensely is a kit set up to my level of comfort….
It’s coming up to 9 years since Jim Kerr released his first solo album, under the moniker “Lostboy! AKA”. And it appears as if it will be destined to remain Lostboy’s only solo venture. There was a promise of more to come for 2011 with a follow up album earmarked. Sadly personal family issues took…
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