Stay away from shit burgers.

Possible landmark new sampling law alert. Asshole Americans have decreed that all sampling is evil and thus illegal. "Get a license or do not sample. We do not see this as stifling creativity in any significant way," said three judges in Cincinnati. Yeah, right. What I want to know, is, how can this possibly policed? You don't know I chopped a snare out of an Al Stewart song and pitched it down and compressed it and clipped the end and added a tiny bit of reverb on 'Mike Read Got Bummed', asshole. Well, you do now. But anyway. This is not policeable. Nor is that a real word. Anyway.

I went into London today to rehearse with the incredible Margo, the super-Jeremys, and my ace new pal Wataku, for next Wednesday's live extravaganza. It is shaping up lovely, and I was glad, then I ruined it by having a Burger King on the train back here. I feel dirty now. Plus when I got to Eastleigh, I thought I was in the wrong carriage, and alighted on the train track, and wasn't actually in eastleigh yet, hence no platform, and had to walk a mile of rubbly track in thin gummy soles AND I nearly got hit by a freight train, which I found to be a little disconcerting, if truth be told.