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09.42
Bredonborourgh. 
A cold day. 
A new window… 
11.02 Blower’s Bistro & Wine
Imbiberie. 
An e-flurry at home, an e-flurry
over morning coffee. 
11.38 An astonishing portion of deceit from the music industry for one
morning.
13.23 Carrying bookshelves & organising.
14.35 Practising.
Now returning to e-flurrying &
addressing professional deceit. If this is what I am doing today, what was I
doing in November 33 years ago?... 
There are stories to be related,
but at another time.
17.58 Evening falls I… 
II… 
III… 
IV… 
An afternoon practising, with
e-flurrying interspersed. Industry obfuscation, evasion & incompetence
continue to attract my attention.
Has this been formally presented
in this Diary before? I have let go of the life of the working player to better
address behaviour that is clearly unethical and, with some demonstration &
presentation of argument & information, examples of deception, exploitation
& theft that characterise & determine everyday life in the music
industry.
As a younger player, I left the
management of my business affairs to my managers, EG Management, that they
might promote & defend my interests while I addressed the specifically
musical responsibilities of the working player. The position changed over a few
years to where I / we were managed (read controlled)
in such a way as to promote the interests of the managers nominally responsible
for managing mine / ours. The outcome of focusing on the musicking had some fine
results & outcomes, but at a very high personal & professional price.
Now, for perhaps a year, the prime focus of my professional life has been
addressing the repercussions of standard industry practice (such as non-payment
of income equating to 3-5 years full-time touring); relieved & ameliorated
by some celebrating. The industry knows: when the player is touring, they are
especially vulnerable. So, dear industry, please know: I am no longer touring.
20.45 The Minx returned from her travels just after six. An early supper
& a well-dressed walk around the town. Coldness there is.
To settle.
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