Do we just give up now? Do we just... Do we just...
Made the first gig of the year when i went to see Soil at the Carling Academy a few weeks ago. I must admit Im not a huge fan of the new album and the new lead singer, but they were very good when i saw them. The new stuff live sounded really good and the old songs got the faithful moving plenty, debating wether to go see Hatebreed and Cradle Of Filth as theyre both playing here in the next few months. Think the tickets are cheap, and even though im not a fan, its 30 mins away all told and would be interesting, and Hatebreed are impressive live.
Feeling pretty sore today, think i may have pulled something in my neck last night at the Krazyhouse, which was itself a last minute bundle-out-the-house kinda plan in order to get there on time. Dickie had originally told me he was too ill to go so i figured i was staying in, until i get a phone call at half 8 from the Drunk Wonder proclaiming "So we going out then or what?" Cock. Was a good night overall, Billy came out with us and seemed to have a good time which is good, though we both had certain people we felt like punching in the head as the night went on. Ah well, i mastered my violent urges long ago, fortunately for some, its just a shame i know where that sweet spot on the back of the head is. Also as promised, heres a recent picture of my arm, which i have now officially decided is purdy.
Had a week off work (Happy Wintereenmas to all concerned by the way) which was singularily unproductive, and given my only aims for the week were to get up at some point before midafternoon and play more games than is healthy for me, thats oh so very worrying, but i ended up not sleeping most of the past week and so was in bed for most of it. Getting up at 3pm = not healthy. Not sure how long its going to take me to sort my head, or if ill even manage it at the minute, im beginning to suspect that flailing the hair and screaming isnt helping me out as much as id like it to anymore. I hate doubt more than anything else, and when you start to doubt yourself, and the decisions you've made, its just a whole bad path to take. Its easy enough to say you should never regret anything, but when you start to think that youve made a mistake, possibly the biggest mistake that you could make, what can you do?
"You’ve got a reaction, your skin swells, your words kill my doubt,
And this fire is burning the colour of comfort.
To feel yourself is to know where it all went wrong,
To feel yourself is to know where it all went wrong for you."