A blog a day #8 - thy car is a moneypit

£280. Interim service and rear break pads. The latter being my own fault as I had an advisory on those back in August. But I also only just got the exhaust repaired in November which was close to £400 as well. I could cry every time I hear something scraping, screeching or jolting in the damn thing. It's done. Move on.

I at least got my steps in walking from the garage to home and back again later in the day. I very rarely spend near two hours in a day walking (pitiful) so I'm sure my lungs were at least thankful.

Pretty bog-standard Wednesday. I checked my bank account just to confirm the dwindling funds, two and a bit weeks until payday and the car money went on the credit card, which has taken me over half my limit, which I really try to avoid doing.

This is not a very fun post so I'm leaving it there. I also don't have any nice photos today because when I go back to work my inner creativity dies a little. So here's a shitty picture of my shitty work desk. My shitty monitor (not even HD), my shitty keyboard and mouse and my ludicrous three laptops (work PC, ageing Macbook and Chromebook I got for the kids who never use it).

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Over Time

A new song (which I'm still kinda polishing) but I recorded it on video during some free time today. I'll hopefully get it tracked out soon with drums and everything else soon. Continuing the theme I had going with my other one, I think this is about those times when you feel like there's no point, you're maybe suffocating a bit, and annoyingly self-aware that it's probably your own fault! Again however, I like to have a wee melancholic upside in there and that is the fact that time, reflection and crucially your loved ones are there to pull you out the hole even if you don't see it for a little while.

The haunted hub and a confused nation

Sunshine over East Kilbride! Hurrah for summer! So what if it's still barely double-digits in temperature. The lack of sideways rain, sleet or howling wind goes down as a win in my book. I'm sure it won't last. 👀 So it was a very pleasant walk to the library on my lunch break to return some books (I came back with the latest Alex Cross novel from James Patterson and a book on how to start running - hah!). I was however, a bit sad to see the state of East Kilbride's supposed 'The Hub'. With Costa Coffee having packed up, it leaves the place feeling a tad desolate what with the other empty units giving some serious ghost town vibes. Not even the cheekiest of Nando's, which is still running off some lingering hype, could inject some life into the place. Not so much a 'hub' as a 'haunt'. 🥁 Confused priorities On the news, two stories caught my eye at either end of my working day. The first, from Florida, on how a head teacher at a school was p...

In Everything You Do

I really love just writing songs, getting a tune pulled together and then eventually recording it, albeit in my wee room on GarageBand (Abbey Road will have to wait). But alas, the life of marketing and communications chose me and so my rock n roll dream must wait for another life. Anyway...I managed to noodle long enough to record 'In Everything You Do', which I've posted under my The Sunset Experience moniker. I was listening to African music recently and I quite like the way a lot of African musicians employ drone-like compositions or repetitive structures. So that's where I started at least lol. The end product is pretty far from that I suppose and I can't help but circle back to a kind of Britpop-y style. The lyrics are just based off some recent events and experiences and my thoughts on how time (in our concept of it) is so powerful when it comes to mending us or just forcing us to move on. I've got another song written and ready to go soon so...

Ever Learning Dad

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