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Starting 2007

Happy New Year, readers!

I considered writing at length about several things over the past week, both serious global events and trivial domestic buffoonery. But in the end, I just couldn’t be arsed. I decided not to do a “review of 2006/plans for 2007″ post because… well, just about everyone does them and, after all, it’s only an arbitrary division of an infinitely divisible dimension, innit?

Another type of apathy prevented me from commenting on the Saddam execution. I mean, what is there left to say? Our glorious liberation forces might not have bombed them back into the Stone Age exactly, but they definitely seem to have landed Iraq squarely back in the Middle Ages. And when those grainy phonecam pics make a callous monster like Saddam look for all the world like the shivering, innocent victim of a terrorist kidnap, you know something’s badly screwed up.

But anyway. I wasn’t going to go into any of that.

I do have a resolution of sorts, though. It’s not strictly a “New Year Resolution” because I thought of it a few weeks back, but this seems as good a starting point as any. My musical output over the past year has been pretty stingy and it’s not like I haven’t had the time or musical inspiration. It’s simply a matter of getting out of the habit, the routine of taking those hesitant first creative steps that usually (for me, anyway) start the whole snowball effect of musical exploration.

So… for the whole of this year, at least while I’m not away on holiday, I will record *something* every single week. Regardless of length, quality or usefulness, I’ll have some sort of SOUND at the end of each week. The year started on a Monday, so I shall report back every Monday with my latest offering… whatever it is.

Finally, while we’re on a musical theme, here’s my first favourite pithy quote of 2007. Jim Nugent, discussing the enharmonic keys of Db and C# on the uk.music.guitar newsgroup…

You have highlighted the difference between an optimist and a pessimist - a pessimist hears the tune in seven sharps whilst the optimist recognises only the five flats

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