Whilst the world holds its collective breath as the Great and Powerful Oz ascends the throne, we whistle past the graveyard, knowing that this too shall pass.

Mix 8/13 came in. Coming on strong this one.

Cellar Dweller Monte ganked a copy of Heavy Weather cos he didn't want to wait. My persuasive arguments about waiting availed me nought. Mind you, he bribed me with a shiny flashing LED. I'm a sucker for that stuff.


Record it, mix it, finish it, release it, what are you waiting for.

We may not even have time to release this stuff as singles before the whole thing is done.

Of course, it's entirely up to us. Hmm...

For the first time in a while I miss Roger, our erstwhile Virtual Manager. He'd know what to do.

He was last seen operating a Plastic Extrusion concern in Bù tài kěnéng chénggōng Economic Impoverishment Zone whilst awaiting arraignment on charges of substituting Shar Pei milk in baby formula.

Good times.

It's already January 20th here. The future is somewhat less apocalypsey than predicted, but news takes forever to get down here anyway, right?

Stand by for further transmissions!