2 september 1999

i have, up until now, never written a diary about what we've been doing; largely due to lethargy, but also because there are times when you have no desire whatsoever to document a particular occasion. and anyway i've always been suspicious of those who, like bill wyman, record such daily details. great bass player, though. but what has been interesting about this is that for me this is first time i am aware of the cyclical nature of our behaviour; patterns emerge. today was much like a day four weeks ago. things came to a head. and although you wish that there weren't days like this, it actually probably aids the creative process. so maybe the next few rehearsals will be great. time to swig back a bottle of wine and contemplate the frail nature of it all.