Man trips light fantastically

Happy happy, and indeed, joy joy. So it is that we wake up into the new born year and, in the inimitable words of Jon Bon Jovi 'French kiss the morning.' This line has horrified me for years, not just for the fact that it's been sung by nob rocka JBV, but also for the hideous image it conjures up of John rolling over in bed after a night on the tiles and ramming his JD and marlboro coated tongue into the orifice of my morning.

New Year's eve was jolly fun and much thanks must be extended to Au Savage for the opportunity to blow his speakers and jump up and down on his wooden floors. Bad boy Sigh9 didst lay down some fresh tunage, hot off the Ableton press and the crowds gathered from far and wide (Brighton) to be bathed in psychedelic glory on the dance floor.

My office has three people in today, very tempting to make it two. No point in overdoing it, we've got all year for that.

B