Mixing, Soup and Misty Sunsets

Hard times on the blog front. It’s January, so it’s all mixing, soup and misty sunsets. Nothing much to photograph. Too much time spent staring out of the window, trying to concentrate on another bassline, or work out why a song doesn’t quite, ever so slightly but ever so definitely, sound like a record. Plenty of hours spent trying to give a track that special Balearic attitude that will make it work in the sunshine, in the summer, in that far away country called the future. And hours at the block, chopping onions, mastering the art of squash dismemberment. The best of times, the worst of times, as some one once said. Now, where’s my Kindle?