Oops, haven’t been consistent enough on the bloody socials. Talking of which, it’s been nearly a month since I put pen to paper. I’d been doing so well. Well, 13 weeks of sobriety ahead of releasing new music, followed by a relapse to “celebrate” announcing a new band and the sobering realisation that be an artist in this day and age means to be a social media expert, A&R, record label, manager, on top of “writing the theme tune, singing the theme tune” blah blah blah blah blah you get it. It’s fucking tiring and a lot. of. work. I won’t lie to you, it’s overwhelming for one person to handle and I don’t know how or if anyone does. It’s hard not to want a beer at the end of a day. I have huge respect for anyone trying to make or break a music project without the financial (or emotional and physical) support (not that that’s ever there) of a major label in 2025. Handling the pressure has taken on a whole meaning and I guess mirrors that of the whole “real” wide world at the moment. It’s laughable. The funny thing is, despite the stress and constant lack of accomplishment or achievement, I keep going. I stay on the wagon. Music is still the first thing I want to do when I wake up and the last thing I think about when I go to bed. I can’t escape it. Nor do I want to. Wasted and Animal we’re both created out of frustration and anger, whereas the next song takes a breather and shows a more vulnerable and introspectively authentic side to me and this project. So if you haven’t already follow the band @lightlinesband , listen to the singles and get ready for the next song, Oblivion. G x