Well, uni is officially over for the semester. I had my last exam today (Eastern Religion) which went fairly well (I hope). I should be getting very drunk tonight, but instead find myself preparing to rehearse with a new band I've just joined called The Heavy Cases. Quinn, the singer and piano player, writes amazing songs and I'm looking forward to playing in a band that I don't have a huge amount of obligation to. That sounds like I may quit next week. I don't mean that. It's just that I can turn up to rehearsal and enjoy playing the music: the very thing you seek to do when you join a band. After a while, bands can become 'businesses' (if the egos within it are sufficiently ambitious and self-adulating, like the other band I'm in) and most meets don't really involve anything resembling music and creativity. And if a meeting does involve playing music (a rehearsal or gig), the music part consists of songs that you're pretty much sick of and have played a million times over.

Anyway, this isn't the time for feeling glum about it all. It's the start of the summer holidays, I've got a fun new band to jam with, my other band has some pretty exciting stuff coming up, and I now have some time to sit and write new music. Things are officially good. Besides, I can get drunk tomorrow night, the night after, the night after that...