About time I wrote another diary. I can't leave my resignation note up forever. I might get confused with Geoff wHOONdunnit. Ha ha and tee hee.
The great DVD fiasco is just about over. The only f****** item that is not complete is the f****** footage from Japan – which is the f****** thing that started the whole thing off. Not that I am fed up or anything.
On a positive note, perhaps a C or a C sharp, I heard the BootlegTV disc on Friday, and it's splendiferous – except for some slightly dodgy tuning on the end of one of the Thrush solos, which escaped Fripp and Singleton's attention on one of their late night sessions.
The unofficial end of DVD party is being held at the Grope and Wanker tomorrow night – Loud music, beer and friends reunited. Let the debauchery commence.
"May we trust the inexpressible benevolence of the creative impulse."
