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I was asked to front another band yesterday.

A guy Ive never spoke to in my life called Neil phoned me. Apparently he's a friend of Jim from Charger. He said he's been trying to get hold of my number for ages, since he heard our old Attika demo. Its funny, that. I aint seen that demo in so long till last week I found it under my bed, then this... creepy.

Still, I dunno though. Ive all but quit the other bands Ive been doing stuff with. The only exception being EBM (lol), which isnt really a band, more of a collective group of random noises. Yet has still managed to attract attention from 2 record lables and my mate Jamie, the editor of Metal Hammer keeps asking for a demo!?

I loved touring, I loved waking up on the tour bus sofa outside another random venue searching for the drink I didt finish the night before. But now I dont feel bothered frown I dont know why. Its like im not in the mood. whatever

My throat is still screwed up too, I think thats getting me down more than I realised frown
I tried recording some stuff last night. It ended with my voice snapping and me coughing and spitting blood. I just kinda slumped to the floor and sat there for about 45 minutes with my head in my hands.

Its frustrating because its the only release Ive got. Other than hacking myself to bits, which I have been tempted to do again. But on the other hand Im (pretty sure) ive got someone who cares for me now, and theres noway im gonna hurt them too.

Rock and a hard place huh?

No, thats not entirely true I. She means more to me than anything in my life at the moment, so there would be no contest.