still cold

so the money is rolling in to the bad mathematics fuel fundĀ©. thanks to all our dear readers generosity, we are now able to light a single match per day to hold our frozen little fingers over. that’s one match for 24 fingers and 6 thumbs.

thanks people…

why do i bother

so that’s 26 posts in a little over a month, with one comment ! so that means i could write everyday for the rest of my life for 30 comments. maximum?

working on stuff

vishy and i have been plotting and planning new additions to the bad mathematics empire. i won’t reveal anything just yet because that’s just added pressure that we really don’t need. i will say one thing though.
money, money that’s the thing.
watch this space….

why blog

I’ve noticed that very few bands write to their blogs. i wonder why ? it’s a great way of letting people know what you’re up to or just rambling on like i do. so people, why not subscribe to this blog or post to your own ? you never know you might like it… or [...]

the joys of playing

i wrote this a while back and i’m posting it here for those who are new to bad mathematics
the joys of playing live
i have had the pleasure of performing in front of 17 people, halfway up a mountain with barely any clothes on, in minus 10 degrees with a full on wind, trying to summon [...]

live from smt

our superhero webmaster vishy has been beavering away today. muttering and swearing at his monitor. what has he been up to? well, he’s … updated the site, put up photos from the gig and, best of all, uploaded a new track recorded live at the small music theatre. it’s called “it’s all over” and is [...]

the day after

didn’t do anything yesterday. nothing at all. i was a complete couch potato. all day. my excuse was…the adreneline. after such a rush of the stuff before and during the gig, it’s hard to “come down”.
anyway,the day after a gig i always feel odd. i worry that i didn’t do my best. or that people [...]

surreal

today’s the day! it is slightly surreal to think that in a few hours we will be onstage. i can’t write much now. my mind is on other things surprisingly enough. postmortem tomorrow…

one day to go

last rehearsal tonight…
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
that’s better
see you at the gig tomorrow night

crap last rehearsals

two days to go. last rehearsals tomorrow and friday.
the final rehearsal is always rubbish. it’s the one where you get everything wrong, you can’t play or sing anything, you can’t remember the words to any songs, timing is up the wall and you sincerely wish you had never agreed to play live. ever again.
more later

party animals

it was the big party on saturday for my birthday. i went down with the nasty bug on friday and for the first time as far as i remember i cut short a rehearsal and went to bed feeling totally lousy. despite feeling snotty and crap for most of the day, the party, the company [...]

fuel fund

it’s so cold in the house today i can hardly type. too broke to buy fuel for the central heating so i will spend the day shivering and blowing my runny nose. and i know that must sound really attractive.

oh that reminds me. i was out with a friend the other day and it was [...]

in which i am ordinary

there are some very strange things about being in a band as i’ve mentioned before. one of them is the day after a gig. you’ve been on stage in front of (hopefully) lots of people, playing your little socks off (if you wear them onstage, which as all fans of bad maths know, i don’t) [...]

it’s all good

good rehearsals. getting up at the usual awful hour tomorrow. out tomorrow so not much news… probably.
i am having a party on saturday so let’s boogie then…
i’ll speak to you soon.

ahhhhhh

chocolate for breakfast again today. i know i’m a diva ! birthday dins dins last night. octopus and kalamari. lovely. a big thank you to my favorite person ever for spoiling me.
more rehearsals today. getting closer to the big gig day. ten days to go! i’ve made myself nervous now… ahhhhhhhh.
does anyone read this blog [...]