In books, the proportion of exceptional to commonplace people is very high; in...– Aldous Huxley
New Light Remix Evening all, Here we have a...
The Earth as God sees it. →
“Earth raised up her head. From the darkness dread & drear….” William Blake
Bored Dog+My New Headphones = not a good combo. - JRees
Busy time for me the other day - http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/8235959.stm
Had an awesome gig last night. Thanks to all that attended. And Fahrenheit in Guildford has CHANGED!! Epically.
Thanks for everyone turning up last night, but getting up after 4hours sleep is just WRONG!
http://spiresofficial.tumblr.com/ - Live footage from Yeovil’s Orange Box.
If anyone sees Jack struggling with his keyboard case to Waterloo…um…help?
all clover leafed out
So we have been down on Clover Leaf Farm for the last 3days, writing, gigging and generally having a good ol’ time, this is just one of the pastimes we got up too…
Going to see a man about an organ or two, then Yeovil Orange Box practice and gig. Good day.
for some reason waking up today was just painful
I look like Simple Jack - http://tiny.cc/SimpleJack
http://twitpic.com/gbgqd - Jack went to the Proms last night. IT WAS IMMENSE.
The old man is snoring…
Chelsea are HAVING ONE.
5:41am, cold, raining, sounds like a great time to start work, thank god for music
Elsa Jamie from myspace…. what a legend. our top fan from france
is it possible to be loved and rejected at the same time by the same person?
Just read ‘Waiting for Godot’ in an hour. He didn’t come.
This could change Civilization! http://bit.ly/13tSGO
No need to have a watch in London anymore - http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/8226735.stm
Song writing time.
Missing A Beat? Every now and then we all need to...
Just ordered my Moleskine diary for 2010.
Enjoying a bit of Friendly Fires. Going down nicely.
Just got back from work (rees) and now gonna start my daily spires duties!
Such a busy night for me last night… http://bit.ly/P0lIH
I was beginning to get the bug like Dean. He was simply a youth tremendously...– Jack Kerouac, On the Road