Christmas party season has begun. One of the housemates got absolutely wasted this weekend spewed forth vomit in biblical proportions in the downstairs loo, on the floor, window sill and sink. The mistress of understatement was heard saying “I don’t feel well”, sometime later in between gagging again as she cleaned it all up. Had a nice small gathering last night with a few friends and some red wine. Would have been mulled but none of us had the first clue how exactly you do that. Something to do with warming it up and adding some spices. Oregano I suspect is not one of them.

Six years to the day of it being recorded, I finally got a copy of Sepultura’s live CD, Under A Pale Grey Sky. Massive memories came flooding back of possibly the most intense gig I have ever been part of. Such a shame that the day after this was recorded, Max left the band. Neither he nor the rest of the band have produced anything like Roots since that time. Sigh...