Limbo. No not the ridiculous party game with the stick, testing ones ability to combine lying down with standing up – I’m talking the old Christian limbo, Dante’s purgatory. The time of in-between time.

I’ve been just sort of vacillating the last few weeks, hanging around waiting for University to start. Its not that I haven’t been creatively active, or that the quality of my work is less, its just that the (figurative) engine has been running in a low gear of late. I’ve been producing, but I haven’t been doing so with the kind of burning I remember.

Anyways, in Creative News: I wrote another song for The Light-Room called: ‘The End of The Line’, I’m quite pleased with it and I got a pretty cool version worked out with the band. Also I’ve been working at my electro song for the film clip, but its coming along pretty slowly.

Thankfully I think I’ve managed to yank myself upward by my own long-hairs back onto the creative wave from which I was so dubiously jettisoned recently. A few projects have began to stew.

Firstly one I’m quite excited about because it promises to be very collaborative. A music video (I think I’ve already mentioned somewhere) for an electro-house song I wrote, going to be made with real top-end HD film cameras! yey! So I’m reworking the song completely for increased awesomeness and appeal.

Secondly (the ‘Maybe, If ?’) I’m playing a show somewhere I have always to play since I first saw it – a place called BarMe in Kings Cross, its got an awesome little jazz cellar for music.

Thirdly, the staple of my creative diet in the past year: song-writing – continues at its own mysterious pace. I’ve noticed an (entirely inadvertent) shift in my lyric style lately. The songs are coming decidedly more personal, not necessarily in a direct way, but there is more well… can I say vulnerable? honesty in them, that did not appear that often in the late 05 songs.

[Going back to University in a week... I have maths courses... I'll likely fail... will suck ]

Not much going on! Its been a pretty quite period on all fronts. Went to the Good Vibrations Festival on Saturday (an electro, hip-hop, Dj etc. kinda festival). Which didn’t rate terribly highly in my festival experiences – it was fun and all, but well, there were no truly ecstatic moments like you sometimes get at a festival (i.e. “Oh man, I love this song, like I just LOVE this song [hands raised in the air]“).

On the creative front pretty much flat-lined for a week. One song in the works, but it needs to be torn up and put back together.

Though I’ve got another web-biz idea I might give a go – after the heavy failure of Smart-Roster, which incidentally, totally sucks.

[Mood: Driftwood Honey]. Once again little to report from the real world, gearing up to return to University. Dreading the 12 points of Maths I am going to have to undertake. I am remedial with the most basic arithmetic, like I mean ‘special’.

In Creative News: Another intricately metaphorical song for The Light-Room got written at about 4am last night: “I’ll Be Yours”. Its a strange bird this one; Part existential musing, part love song. Sounds better than it reads off the page I think.

[Very little to report in my real life, save that the Good Vibrations Festival is coming up this Saturday, though truth be told I'm really not very excited]

In Creative News: Struck on a satisfying name for the new song collection: ‘The Light-Room’.

The Origin of The Name: I have a large bedroom with one whole side consisting of glass sliding doors, with canvas-like gauzy shades. So when the shades are down and the sun is setting, for about 10 minutes, when the sun is at a specific angle, my room is just brimming up with this soft afternoon light. Not the bulk, but the best, of my songs get written in this little piece of time – between the heat of the day and just before the sun goes down further and it gets dark.

And on the subject of The Light-Room I’ve written its first song. Its a strange one called ‘The Death of a Song-Smith’. Its one of the most deeply personal songs I’ve written in years and probably one of the darkest and yet, strangely enough, written at a time when I’m really quite happy. So its a bit of a sub-conscious mystery?