that's the whole story, not enough energy to lift my tea cup, how on earth am i going to get my keyboard to the gig and then play the gig... x
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hoping to capture the odd angles through which i look at the world..
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- longcat
- avid reader who wishes to practise writing. pianist and composer who teaches.
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- babies galore largish bash crowd dislocation
- reaching out resonant illness
- AUTUMN DAY by rilke - translated by stephen mitchell
- paradise
- done dusted bashed
- recording done crumble ate editing still
- cold vulnerable murakami rant?
- tired tired tired
- LRB joy composing time of day apprentice working
- bash music soon vidal sasoon
- angry absence six & a half miles windchimes in day...
- the last of these tiny blog bits from blewbury
- on the day after i was worried about roaming on pr...
- i never knew....
- blewbury new tracks
- new spirituals
- how many times do i have to learn about me & sleep...
- lovely lovely lovely
- 29 our disaster they're everywhere
- short on sleep can't believe i'm about to do a gig
- first gig done party tonight i hope
- once more with feeling
- likening to that piano in that church
- from a deep place
- a butterfly at christmas
- hey francesca
- balthazara
- manolis greenlaw
- pissed
- waiting ends, something else begins
- surface & colour
- the last interview on the last day
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