I've just been reading this book about how time is not a linear chain of events but rather happens all at the same time and the 'linearness' of it, is just how we are programmed to receive it. If that is indeed the case, then the past is only a nano-second away at any given moment.

Which was kind of proved to me tonight when my old buddy Lee caught up with me. I haven't spoken to him in what must be 14 years. That alone makes me feel old, but there's worse to come. He's still playing in a band! He was our bassist in Baby Dynamite and now he's playing in a biker band doing biker rallys... very cool. I'm really pleased that he's still going.

Then he tells me that he tracked down Dean who was our guitarist from hell. He's playing in a band called Twin Method who seem to be doing the business.. I checked them out online and, yeah.. OK, I might be a bit jealous. I'm the one who was supposed to have made it! I was the one who had something to say! That combined with some old pics he sent me, got me into a nostalgic spiral. What with Nate and Pete playing together (albeit pub stuff), and just about everybody else I ever played with still doing something, I'm starting to wonder what the hell happened?

Well, I know what happened. It broke my heart and I couldn't go backwards... but time passes and everything happens for a reason. Playing again is something I've been chewing on for a while and it seems that this evening has been a bit of a catalyst. I did it for so long, kicking it in again will be like falling down the stairs! Is there room for another project? Of course there is... always room for another!

Anyway... hooking back up with Lee has been cool. He has a better memory than me, so it's filled in a whole load of blank spaces for One Hit.. things that were actually important that I'd forgotten about!

At least I still have all my own hair! That's known in the trade as a good start...