Studio Diary #7 September 15th-18th 2003.

Monday 15th
Watched Lithuania whip Spain last night in the final of the Euro Basketball Championship right before Sex in the City which made me laugh my head off.Especially the scene where they correlated Samantha's big orange muff to Bozo the Clown.It made me nearly waz myself.
Got to bed early and finished "The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay" by Michael Chabon which I can't recomend more highly.I loved it absolutely although the writing is pretty dense and at least three other people I know told me they couldn't get through it so do be warned but the entire book, from beginning to end, blew me away.It's a spectacular display of great,exhuberant story telling.

Tuesday 16th
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...........went for a facial first thing this morning and it was like stepping into another dimension,it was so utterly blissful and tranquil.I could happily lie there on the bed all day if they'd let me.The bit I love the best is when they take a magnifying plate to your face and examine all the pores and every now and again you get really lucky and you hear the esthetician snap on her rubber gloves and you know she's about to take the tiny needle to a particularly stubborn blackhead!!!!
I just love it when she does that.It makes me want to take a video cam with me next time so I can get it on tape.Nothing is more satisying to me than knowing that my body is being ridden of something rotten.
Put down a keeper vocal along with a new vocal bridge idea on "My Bad Boyfriend" this evening and and mixed a ruff of "Space Can Come through Anyone".Busy BUSY little bees.


Wednesday 17th
I'm in a horny toad mood today.I don't know why.I just can't keep my mind straight.I've got to get a handle on this.It doesn't help that I keep playing that new Black Rebel MotorCycle Club cd over and over.They're so saucy

Thursday 18th
We're thinking of calling the new album "Hands on a Hard Body" after that crazy competion they have somewhere down in Texas where locals compete to win a truck by seeing who can keep their hand on the body of the truck for the longest.SOunds simple enough right? WRONG!!! People lose their minds trying to win that bloody truck.Lose their minds I tell you.They start to hallucinate and talk to god or they swoon and faint or they simply forget what they're supposed to be doing and lift their hands up in an expressive gesture whilst talking to each other.It's fucking insane.You've got to see it to believe it.There's a great documentary out there somewhere which you've got to rent.And if you've ever wondered what it's like to try and remain in a band after nearly ten years,through sickness and in health,you'll get a glimpse of it right there in that desperate struggle to win that godforsaken truck.
Anyways.........I'm heading off to sing at a friends wedding in the UK this afternoon so we're all taking a couple of weeks off from the studio.See you in a few.