Still too cold to spend much time thinking and/or staring into space in The Shed, thus battery snow-daytwo: far better to have a game plan for when I’m out there, hence increased drumming (curse you, GL Stone, but thank you) and meditative sticking failures. Left hand remains as problematic as ever (annoying, considering I’m an inveterate southpaw) but I’m hopeful that the boot camp I’m putting myself through will eventually ameliorate the devastation of the 20-year gap between stick-pickings-up. Fascinated that I’ve seemingly embraced one part of each of my past creative lives – drums, blog – and mixed it with the current. Guess I just want this space to be a public synthesis of all of those lives.