... there to meet with Macbeth"?

So, London gets a slightly sunny day for a change. Meaning, it's not that cold, and it is not raining yet. So Chris McDougall and I wrap up some FW Music Store bidniss early in the morning (11 AM), and then we hit the Primrose Hill post office for some FW mailings (today, mostly going to other FW offices - Tina at Fading Ways Canada, Mikko at Fading Ways Finland, we are spreading the good word on a couple of brand new signings: White Russians, of course, are Chris' main band even though he also plays with Dave Kusworth and Darrell Bath; and most recently, The Black Apples, a trio of blues rockers that take me right back to Steve Marriott, the Small Faces, and the Yarbirds - imagine Jet done right. Anyways, more on them later.

We hit the pub around 12: The Enterprise at Chalk Farm. Ana Isa met up with us, and we had a laugh about Tommie Riot and his rather cryptic explanations about how he was gonna get to the studio in Germany (Soundpool)during the May tour, when I plan on finishing the Elite Nylon album... there was something about him driving back and forth for two days in Germany, and taking a bus from Stockholm to Berlin, that it would appear I did not fully understand. Go figure. Then Chris mentioned the sitcom, 'O Mom', that him and Tommie (I took no part, as I have no sense of humour) made up while we were on tour in Slovenia... and I took off to Vienna for an acoustic show leaving them to their own devices for two days. Way too many stories to tell there, in such a short blog entry, but suffice it to say it was worth a good pub laugh over a pint at the Enterprise.

But, I digress. We hit the Heath. Picture above, in a separate entry, 'cause it is past midnight and I can't be arsed, as they say around here. Blogging IS hard work. Bring on the International HR management...