I have been allocated space at the back of the garage. It’s become a metaphorical shed. A place that I can record and play music and also contemplate my navel and the yet to be answered eternal question, 'why is navel fluff blue?'
Erica and I have discussed putting Maia’s voice down on tape as a record for her when she’s older, so I brought her in to do a spot of recording. On the track, backed by a nice simple guitar sequence, she says 'Hello' to everyone she knows, sings ALL the words to Bob the Builder and ends with a very strange line which I think has something to do with cat pee. A future in showbiz is assured.
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