pyoor_excuse | On LoM, Irony and Tiredness

So, music's often had the power to beat my mind, or my body, into submission. Feeling down, or tired; throw the right music at my body and it'll perk up. I just danced round the kitchen to Soulwax, unfortunately, while my body was listening to the commands of the music, my brain was on holiday somewhere. So I carefully chopped my only piece of my last onion, making beautiful slivers of onion, threw the nasty bits from each edge in the bin, shoopy shoopied, grabbed the chopped onion and threw that in the bin too.

Poo.

I'd been thinking about music, because it turns out that I won the limited edition, signed copy of Lucky Soul's new single; a 7" single, exactly the type of media that I can't play until I've sorted a new amplifier, timed beautifully as I sat looking at my dying amplifier... (it's getting worse).

Oh, and it turns out that while LoM may be over, there's a follow up / spin off series.