Lost Following

Dear Diary,

Due to yet another fall-out with yet another musician, sensitive people, I have lost my following on here. Not that I had many folks following this blog. No matter. I am still in touch with Gulliver, and are still going to play some music together. All's well.

This afternoon was tough with no drinks, cigs, or 'owt. Aye. Will-power. Volontaire. The morrow bodes busking but 'tis too close to begging for comfort. I hath no fear of people, I just feel it's selling my talent short, playing on the streets, it's just that I feel like I need more. Anyone with courage can play on the street, not every musician can cinch a gig or residency, and pull it off. I think we need to hit up a few more ale-houses, the live-music and Bluegrass friendly ones, of course.

Anyway, I am beat,

Must sleep,

Max.