I have contracted the devil bug, so my visit to DGM has been somewhat curtailed - Fripp is not keen to give Toyah an unwelcome Christmas present. I shall have to contrive some suitably devilish punishment for Punk, as his contract quite clearly states that I have delegated all unpleasant illnesses to him.
The character of the DGM office is changing. More inwardly, and less outwardly, active : A music space, not a record company space. High noon tomorrow is the deadline for the new world order at DGM, and it would seem that everything will be in place. If not "decisions will be made".
Punk spoke today with Luke Hutchence about the publishing for his chronicles. Apparently, the initial readers have all "liked and enjoyed" the book, but "are not sure how to publish it". In publishing speak, I think this means that they like it, but not enough to put their necks on the line.
I am sure there is one brave soul out there who will take the plunge.
"There are no mistakes, save one: the failure to learn from a mistake."
