The Work has got far more extensive and fast-paced since taking the New Job, it seems. I have to say I initially enjoyed the old-school buzz of /having to/ produce words on an almost hourly basis. In truth, it’s not a job I’ve had to do full time before. In the past, I always thought of myself as a frustrated writer, cruelly run off the road of full-time scribbling and labouring on the hard shoulder reserved only for put-upon subs. Tortured metaphors aside, it’s all getting a little bit frantico. Still, better that than the underemployed mess I have been in past lives eh?
Trouble is, now that I’m the Internatonal Go-To-Man for data about this company, I’m finding it hard to find the time to write the case studies and other shit everyone else is so keen to nick and stick in their bids. I’m also really easy to pick on if the bundle of stuff we have already is in any way not up to snuff. But hey, I’m workin’ on it, dammit.
Quite excited about seeing The Death of Pop – Thom and Angus’ new noisy adventure, upstairs at the Garage tomorrow. I might even interview them, stick the result here and then sell it to Music Radar, Line of Best Fit, the Quietus or something. We’ll see...
Having something on the Quietus would be awesome, but they’re weapons-grade pretentious arseholes, so I doubt it’ll get that far. There might be a nice piece about the differing fortunes of Joe (who will be there in support/van-driving capacities) and Thom. Family Fortunes: A Story About Committment, I could call it...
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