This month doesn’t seem to be slowing down. With rehearsing, recording, and film prep for back projections and various other projects, all being at the forefront of my mind, there is still the mixing, artwork, cd duplication and mastering to get sorted for my new album.
Thankfully a respite from all this was a trip to London at the weekend.
I boarded the train on Friday afternoon, found a seat I felt would be worthy of bottom, took off my coat and sat down. As the train started to move away from the station I reached into my bag for my journey essentials: Ipod, Diet Coke and a packet of wine gums. Now that I was encased in my own musical world and safe in the knowledge that my stop was the last stop, I settled in for the 2 hour journey.
The trip down there was over really quickly even though I had managed to jot down a lot of post production ideas for the new album.
I arrived at St Pancras station at 4pm I was astounded how great its face lift looked. This was the first time I had been since its reopening.
Thankfully a respite from all this was a trip to London at the weekend.
I boarded the train on Friday afternoon, found a seat I felt would be worthy of bottom, took off my coat and sat down. As the train started to move away from the station I reached into my bag for my journey essentials: Ipod, Diet Coke and a packet of wine gums. Now that I was encased in my own musical world and safe in the knowledge that my stop was the last stop, I settled in for the 2 hour journey.
The trip down there was over really quickly even though I had managed to jot down a lot of post production ideas for the new album.
I arrived at St Pancras station at 4pm I was astounded how great its face lift looked. This was the first time I had been since its reopening.



After admiring the amazing construction my friends and I ventured to the tube so we could go and meet the rest of our party at Paddington station. We made our base for this at the Sawyers Arms and drank, chatted, drank, and waited.
After about 45 minutes the last member of our posse or that evening arrived and we made our way to the Barbican Centre.
The Barbican is a great modern building with a 1960’s style design, even though it was conceived in the 70’s and finished in 1982.


We had come here to see a live film score of the 1926 film Battleship Potemkin. The soundtrack was to be played by the BBC concert orchestra and its composers the Pet Shop Boys, while the film itself was played on a large screen above the stage.

The performance was well worth the trip and the novelty of watching a film with a live score is something I recommend to every one.
Saturday started with the arrival of two late additions to our now ever growing gang. With the sun blasting down upon us and the cold wind caressing our faces we made our way to one of the largest food markets in the world, Borough Market. This place is fantastic for all manors of home grown organic meat and produce. After some mulled wine and food we made our way pass the Golden Hind to the Tate Modern.
Even if you don’t appreciate Doris Salcedo’s Shibboleth installation the Turbine Hall it is situated in, is simply fantastic.
After a couple of hours walking the Tate we attempted to go out door ice skating at Somerset House but this the never happened due to the first slot being a 10:20 pm.
Being as I was the only one heading back home that day I decided to head back to St. Pancras when everyone else decided it was time (7:15pm) to go and eat.
So I said my goodbyes and made my way home.
So I said my goodbyes and made my way home.












