Willy Make It

Ok.. Got all my work for today done and dusted by 3pm.. Cool. I have driven up half the country and back to take one photo. Pretty sad really. All that time driving. Still the radio makes good company providing you don’t have it tuned into some midless pap DJ who likes to spaz off about himself… Hang on… That’s a bit like a Blog on the radio or a podcast or whatever it’s called…. Just with more reason to be as you have 8 million interested parties. shit.

That makes this post more than a little pointless. Especially when a sunspot leaps creating an electro magnetic solar storm and erases every hard drive on the planet… It could happen you know.

So now i will impart the self centered information that i have and go run a few errands for myself…

SHIT!… an email has pinged and brought bad tidings…

Tonight i was supposed to be photographing Willy Mason at the roadmender Northampton and for some reason it has been cancelled. .

Man.. i had a back stage pass, photo pass and a fully charged and ready to go camera.

I bet he has got too famous to play the small venues and has managed to find a clause in his contract and pulled out. Well Willy, If you think i will be buying anymore of your cd’s you have another thing coming.. This was the reason Aquisition and other P2P software was created. We made you and we can break you……

23:24pm…….oh… Seems Willy has broken himself… Word is he has had a nervous breakdown on this, his first tour. i don’t think this is public yet… Not until i hit ‘post’ i guess. Now there is a dilemma. Second only to whether i should even bother blogging….

Should i click the button and tell the world (that isn’t watching) that Willy Mason, sensitive (overly) creative (when he is not too country) popular singer songwriter has had a nervous breakdown for whatever reason…

It’s personal for sure.. But when does a singer songwriter ever really keep anything to himself..? You know it will be a song soon enough. A slow melancholic ballard of woe and despair about how being a successful musician is sooo hard. That should earn a few bucks.

Well i am off to write my own song. An angsty emo ballad about how easy it is too let down hundreds of everyday 9 to 5′ers who’s only piece of hope this week came in the shape of a small piece of paper costing £7.50 that was their ticket to escape the real woes of their painfully average lives.

Thanks Willy… this one is for you… *click*