After being off before the holidays with suspected death, I have returned to college early this week determined to finally attack and destroy remaining DAW assignments. Unfortunately, it seems all I have achieved so far is a mild-mannered poke in their general direction and the necessity of having to come to terms with the crushing realisation that my George Clooney impression is somewhat ... um... lacking. Nevertheless! I soldier on, pleased that I can now finally open CuBase without a panic-attack, time-stretch without feeling the urge to run outside and indulge my nicoteen habit to calm the nerves and even quantize without feeling overcome by that all too familiar queaziness that had become an almost inevitable reaction brought about by close proximity to Apple Macs.
So it'll be back to the holy trinity of John, Paul and George (not forgetting Ringo) first thing tomorrow. Then first band rehearsal for the panto tomorrow night, secured only by the promise of the provision of food for the band members (to include no beef or beef derivitaves I am informed.) Expect a report progress and a possible critique' of on-sight catering before the weekend.
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