I think nearly all of my blog post titles over the years have been songs on my podlist and today’s deserves a special mention simply because it’s great and far too long since I’ve heard it. Even longer since I saw the video clip - which you can join in or right here.
Man, things ain’t like they used to be.
A million things all at once going on here. When I took over driving Skin Deep, I also took over the writing of a book that’s due to be released on December 1st called Tattoo Vixens. It dawned on me today that this date isn’t very far away and there’s still “some” work to do to lick it into shape - so it’s going to be another long night just to bring the admin side of things up to date. Anyway, it’s not quite the way I pictured it happening but I guess this will be my first officially authored book available off the shelf in all good book stores and newsagents - a bloody good start all the same. I think that’s going to be available internationally too. You can pre-order it here. Drops hint.
Also on the work front, I put the latest issue of the mag to bed today, freeing me up to do the aforementioned Vixens material, liaise with a dozen very excited winners over a photo shoot for the Calendar Girls Competition photo shoot in a couple of weeks and start on the next two issues at the same time. You honestly have to laugh in the face of Christmas deadlines sometimes or you’d just stay in bed all day and hide.
Circumstances these days mean that once a month when I’m on my road trips to the office, I have something that looks like “free-time” after hours. So I’ve turned what would otherwise be a) an evening with my Ma eating pot roast (nothing wrong with that) or b) an evening drinking non-alcoholic drinks with JJ (nothing wrong with that either) into something constructive. It’s still in its fledgling stages right now but I’ve decided to resurrect my Black Dye White Noise radio show. I have no idea what form it will take at the moment but I guarantee it will be a lot of fun and take in as many aspects of pop culture as it possibly can. I’ll be posting heavily when I have a show ready to roll and a home for it. Occasional special guests? Damn right.
Meanwhile, back on the writing front, I’ve started my commitment to write a first draft novel during November (see previous post - or maybe the one before) and this morning (as I had to get up at fucked-up o’clock to take the kids to school), when I got back and found Eleanor had already gone to work, I nailed down the first 2,000 words or so of The Monster Magnet. Sounds a lot? That’s what I thought when I’d finished but I had been working on it in my head all weekend so pretty much knew what I was going to write before I started - and no, that’s not normally how it works! What normally happens is I sit down to write and then get easily distracted. Maybe the morning is a good time to get on with this, but the likelihood of this ever happening again is er... zero. File under pending.
- and on that very subject, I never thought it possible but The Fire Sermon is just a couple of thousand clicks off being read 50,000 times. The others up there are doing pretty well too, with Too Hot For Dogs having just tipped over the 30,000 threshold and the baby of the family, Gelert, having just clipped 5,500. Knew I should have put a price tag on them!
Anyway - all of this and anything else that looks like it might involve turning the Mac on can go fuck itself shortly. Everything stops for Spooks. Talking of TV - is anybody out there following the new season of Supernatural? Man, they’ve ratcheted up the gore quotient! This week, a guy got it in the face with a dentist drill. Have to say, it was thoroughly deserved though.
Currently listening to: Coheed & Cambria - No World For Tomorrow
Currently reading: Still battering away at David Peace’s 1978 with a massive distraction provided by Mick Wall’s latest release Appetite for Destruction (a collection of his rock interviews from around ’88 to the end of the 90s - there’s some long forgotten gems in here - Blind Melon, Dan Reed... like I said - things ain’t like they used to be).
