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A couple of weeks ago I went to a launch party for a horror film with Sam, the editor of Screen Geek, my main source of freelance work. As we walked the frozen streets of London he casually said to me “Oh, you’re into your music right?”
I wasn’t entirely sure how to respond. Who isn’t into their music right?
“Yeah” I replied cautiously, “why?”
“Well these guys at this company keep emailing me about covering some talks at a studio. There were some big film scores recorded there so it would be cool if I could find someone to cover it”.
“Oh okay, where is it?” I asked innocently.
“Abbey Road” he said.

In that moment I tried to seem calm and collected, tried not to fangirl all over the streets of Shoreditch.
“Oh yeah, cool. I could cover that” I eventually said, feigning dull interest.

I’m not a religious man but I’m pretty sure Abbey Road Studios is my Mecca. Last night I wrote my first piece on it, an introduction about the history of film soundtrack and the famous studio. I didn’t realise five of the six Star Wars films had been recorded there by John Williams and the London Philharmonic.
It looks like there could be more to come of this. I’ll keep you posted but it’s exciting.

There are so many ways
To stake your place in this world
Try not to fuck others.

I’m on the train. It’s full of important business men on their way to their important jobs. They read the paper WIIIIIIDE open and they take calls on their Blackberry business phones.
I’m on a train full of wankers.

Recently it has started to bother me again. I managed to tune it out for a couple of months but the self important arseholes just barge right back into my conscious thoughts. I think what doesn’t help their cause is they feel they have a right to push in front of anyone to get a seat. The other night there was a pregnant woman stood on a packed train from Liverpool Street. She didn’t want to make a fuss but I thought it was disgusting she didn’t feel comfortable to ask for a seat. What are these people going to do she is so afraid of.

This morning because it was raining most people were huddled under the awning directly outside the station rather than venturing to their usual spot to stand and wait for where their usual carriage pulls in. Just as the train arrived in the platform this guy in a suit tries to cut in front of the few people who had been waiting in the rain. I cut him off by moving forward and placing my hand beside the train door as it opened. He is sat opposite me now making notes on something. I’m going to drip the rain collected in my duffel coat on his patent leather shoes for the next forty minutes.

Cross your arms and pray
Destination is a dream
Just get yourself there.

There’s something odd going on this week. It isn’t quite as bitterly cold when I leave the house. The sky isn’t the pitch black nemesis it has previously been. It seems Winter is starting to thaw out and I for one am looking forward to the Spring.

I’ve said before I’m quite favourable to the cold crisp days of December and the like and I’m not rebutting that statement but the appreciation of change is something important to me and so much feels more alive in the Spring, not just the obvious nature-related rebirth.
A part of it is I have so much to look forward to this year and despite my despair and attempt to rush everything along I’m enjoying 2013 as it naturally unfolds. I am even more determined this year, more driven and more overwhelmed all at once.

I can’t wait for the green and blues to take over from the black and greys.

Head in the paper
Ignore the glorious fight
Mind your business.

Is it wrong to feel guilty about holding onto a LoveFilm rental for over a fortnight? Two films actually. Am I going to hell?

My friend doesn’t like the freelance work I do. He says I am purposely trying to be pretentious about the films I choose. He makes a good point. I am not however at the stage where I can pick and choose work. I get what I’m given, like an orphan in a workhouse or a crack whore.
I know I write differently for other people to how I write for myself but that’s the nature of the beast. You can’t use colloquialisms and abuse in public writing. Some of the things I write on my personal blog are libellous. That’s why they stay here. I have different pockets for different writers within me. How is that for pretentious and wanky?

I am sorry if you don’t like the way I write reviews though. I thought you’d dig how cool it is I’m getting to do it in the first place.
Just stick to the blog. You know I’ll always write about you on the blog.

Yesterday I started watching the Harry Potter films. I don’t think I’ve seen Philosopher’s Stone and Chamber Of Secrets all the way through since they were in the cinema.
A few things caught my attention for which I took to Twitter to be poignant and hilarious. If you’re lucky enough to follow me you may have noticed I got the two films the wrong way round and was rightfully pulled up on it by Stacy.

The reason we are watching the Harry Potter films is there are talks of it being a birthday present to visit the Harry Potter Studio Tour. I can’t be sure because Kate is doing ever so well to keep it hush, hush. I just have an inkling.

It’s amazing watching the first two films how terrible child actors can be. I know it’s the biggest franchise…. ever? I’m pretty sure that’s right. I’ll wait for one of you to correct me as you’re inclined to. I think it is the biggest selling name of all time. That’s pretty incredible for one person to have come up with. Let this be a lesson to you all.

I’ve spent much of today writing and procrastinating from writing. 
I still have roughly all of Where Did All The Money Go to adjust.
The good news is I’ve written four reviews and am listening to the album I still need to review.

Last night I went to a double feature at the London Comedy Film Festival. A Danish film called Klown (which was brilliant and disgusting) and Wizard’s Way (which was well presented and nerdy brilliant). I managed to drag my hetero life mate into coming with me and we shared a few beers and a few laughs. It’s nice to spend time with someone who is on the same page as me in so many ways. Because we go weeks and sometimes months without seeing each other I sometimes forget how spot on his judgements, observations and opinions are.

My reviews are already going up. Check out the Published work page for more details.