My Xmas night dream (after a lovely big dinner):

I went to see Hawkwind - expected it to be crap, but I really enjoyed myself. Contrasted with the recent Inner City Unit gig, which I thought I’d really enjoy but ended up being a bit uninspiring.

Ended up playing with Hawkwind - chatted to them about Philm and John and other characters from their past. And got dragged from venue to venue on tour with them.

I had to keep stashing all the leads from my stereo, computer, etc etc etc, somewhere they wouldn’t get nicked. I hid them in cubby-holes in seedy musical equipment shops lit by Tokyo neon blue TV screens. I never found anywhere satisfactory to store them.

And time and time again I tried to bury myself in the multi-everything book of philosophy/art/life that Guy had written, but I was always stuck on the same page. Something too perfectionist about it to me - and I couldn’t decide whether Guy was being too pernickety or I was being too slapdash.

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