Here in my bubble we are properly arranged — I was into antisocial distancing long before the pandemic — and we are celebrating a new arrival. I am now the proud papa of a Vox VT40X, my birthday present to me from me (and a celebration of my book being 700% funded by Kickstarter). The cats hate it, hate it, hate it. The guitars are all in line waiting to be plugged in. But they’ll have to wait. There is serious business afoot, somewhere.
I need the promise of a new season to generate interest now, and there’s no promise as yet.