So I just signed up for Disney+ so I can watch the Paul McCartney – Rick Rubin docuseries 3,2,1. It looks like an excellent nerdfest for just £7.99, plus I am able to cancel after one billing period, seems well worth it. There’s so much to watch these days, you’ve really got to pick and choose and try not to become a couch potato. I’m too busy for that but I imagine it’s pretty easy to binge out with all the available streaming services that exist these days. It’s a long way from television closing down at midnight. I just watched the BBC series Dracula, three episodes but each episode was an hour and a half long. It was pretty scary and brutal but philosophically interesting with amazing makeup and although it really was all makeup I’ll still be fearing the undead for a few more days when I go to bed.

On the subject of being dead, I was thinking that when we die, it’s because we can’t keep on seeing the deterioration of the planet and how badly we treat each other, we just can’t take it anymore, we’re being put out of our misery. Eighty years of watching the humans murder each other surely is enough. If we were immortal like Dracula and could swan around looking handsome sucking on beautiful maidens’ necks, you’d think living on might be worth it but let’s face it, Dracula is never happy.

I skipped across a red light today and a car actually sped up and shouted at me out of the window. I just growled back at him in a Liverpool accent and he sank back into his seat and became an amorphous blob, pulsating green and sticky. Who speeds up on a pedestrian however stoopid they are? The world really is sad. I try not to bring up all the terrors of the Earth because it just perpetuates it.

I was wondering if the gym was the best place to be today because of Covid. Not because I fear dying from it, both Olivia and I are vaccinated, but because when we leave for England in 10 days we have to have a Covid test and if we test positive we can’t go. I was warming up on the bike today and there was a man beside me overdressed for the gym. Long pants and long-sleeved top and some other piece of clothing over it. He was sweating profusely and breathing really hard, I had to get away from him. I went over to the other side of the gym and before I knew it he was opposite me. There were only three people in the gym, him, Olivia, and me. Then two lads arrived. In the end, the gym didn’t feel like a risky place to be.

I had two seshes cancelled today, Jackson in Portland had to work, Brian in New Jersey forgot because he had the summer off seshes and booked it two months ago and forgot, I get it, but I still spoke to Elliot in Australia at midnight. I forgot to talk to Elliot about the cricket today, fourth test, 13 wickets fell on the first day, all of India and three English. I also watched Hungary vs England (and the sad few nasties in the crowd) over dinner. England won 4-0.

Music today has been Lucy Dacus’ latest album Home Video (2021), Julien Baker’s Little Oblivions and Phoebe Bridgers’ Punisher (2020). Bridgers seems to have been catapulted to some kind of crazy fame playing at large venues like The Greek Theatre in LA. It’s strange how it just happens to some people. Personally, I’d like to hear a full album of all three of them with their boygenius project, their EP was really great. I also listened to Beth Orton’s Kidsticks (2016) who I really like sometimes. I think I really like her when she does things that the people that like her don’t like. Life is weird.

Music Of The Daze