Highs and lows

What happens…? Loved the feeling of playing those gigs. Leaves you on a high. Then today… completely pissed off, deflated. Like all these years I’ve been playing songs and the next day everything goes on as if nothing has changed. So weird… I do it because…….. why? I love it? Used to certainly. Being in a band in Sheffield, or when I was in HKH in London in my 20s, and we were seen as one of the Next Big Things… But now? I love moments about it [like when an old song still works, or listening to Gina sing one of the new songs with her amazing voice] - but it’s hardly worth all the grief. The money…? There isn’t any. It always costs more to put it on that comes in from the takings. So why then…?

One of the great mysteries I suppose.