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Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds latest offering and it's sooooo good!!! Difficult not to overplay it, especially tracks like 'Hold On To Yourself' and 'Lie Down Here (And Be My Girl)'. Oh, all right then, Nick, but just let me finish my novel first. Yes, I'm still working!!!

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Fennie said…
Wow! The rewrite is coming on well - so much look forward to seeing the final version! As to the music - being a total ignoramus is there an easy way I can dip-in?
24 March 2008 at 13:50
Pondside said…
Keep at it!!! You're like the Little Enging that Could, at this point - just keep chugging!
25 March 2008 at 07:32
Deborah Carr (Debs) said…
I shall have to check this out.

Good for you working so hard. I shall have to get on and do the same.
25 March 2008 at 10:08
LITTLE BROWN DOG said…
Glad to see you're still hard at it, Chris. I'm planning a new regime that involves getting up early and tapping away before everyone else comes down. Only I think I may need to wait until the clocks go forward. (No, not YOUR clocks, obviously. Although, they'll obviously be going forwards, too...)

Will have a little listen to Nick.

LBD xx
26 March 2008 at 04:53
Elizabethd said…
You're obviously working soooo hard, keep at it (with small breaks for chocolate etc)
26 March 2008 at 05:04
Westerwitch/Headmistress said…
Head down, vest tucked in - plenty of time to play when you have finished . . .
26 March 2008 at 08:52
Flowerpot said…
well done you Chris - keep at it!
28 March 2008 at 02:37
Milla said…
used to love Nick Cave, all that growling, so will def look out for this one. Am depressingly impressed by your productivity,
28 March 2008 at 06:55
Unknown said…
Just keep rewriting. I am rereading D. Maass and rewiting and rereading and rewriting....
28 March 2008 at 09:40
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30 March 2008 at 12:25
CAMILLA said…
Just keep at it Chris, with plenty of hot coffee and maybe a glass of Vino's in the evening, best of luck.

Camilla.xx
31 March 2008 at 17:35
Milla said…
come on, madam, an update please.
4 April 2008 at 01:46
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4 April 2008 at 15:43
Pipany said…
I'm working Chris - can't you tell!!! Keep it going and there's nothing wrong with a little music while you work xx
7 April 2008 at 07:42
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