Obviously I can think of a myriad reasons why my musical career has been in freefall ever since I started and seeing as it started at zero that is quite an achievement. One of the less embarrassing reasons for my failure is that I think I have driven my "fans" bonkers - and this particular thingy is a case in point, whatever "case in point" means. For the first minute you think "ooh this is quite nice" - but it's like everything that is quite nice - ice cream, sausages, cake, rum and coke - after a while you get sick of it - and you can probably no more listen to 47'58" of this than you could continuously stuff your face with Biscoff banana bread for nearly an hour. But a few moments .... rather lovely.
Talking of food, which is a far more interesting subject than music, I am on a crash diet right now. It's the only way I can do anything - all or nothing. My definition of a crash diet is to have a moderate breakfast and then eat nothing at all for the remaining 23โ hours of the day. Today it was 5 fishfingers and 3 eggs and half a bar of Montezuma 100%, which at a very rough uneducated guess is about 800 or so calories. I've done keto in the past and it does work with me but it requires too much thinking and worrying and doesn't suit my laziness.
Counter-intuitively I am much happier with what I'm doing, my own combination of calorie-restriction and intermittent fasting. I won't pretend the weight is falling off my bones like billyo - I seem to lose weight on one day then the next two days it just stays stuck or even rises a bit. But the general trend, like with my career, is downward - and in both cases this feels like the right idea. Once you get into the "zone" of a fairly serious weight-loss foray it comes quite easy and there is a (for me) wonderful high where Real Life no longer touches you and you churn out stuff like this over and over until it is too late, but what great days they are.
recd today, photo album-title church a week or so ago