So I'm in the library at college. Walking up the stairs there I had a classic 'Dave plays out an interview scene in his head' scenario, with Jonathan Ross or someone, except they have an actual interest in my life. This time I was talking about the struggles of being a degree student. I just had a lesson with Rich and we're going in depth looking at metric modulation, time and feel possibilities etc. It's heavy stuff, and he's talking to me about how I'm a degree student, I need to be thinking about what kind of musician I want to be and explore the possibilities there are... All I want to do is play pop music. That's where my head is.
I've started writing songs again lately, and I'm enjoying it. If I had the time I'd like to go out and perform them. I know my voice is gradually getting better and it will continue to do so and being a performer is a possibility for me if I put a lot of effort into it. That's what I want. I don't feel like I could say that in my drum lessons though and that bugs me. I want to feel like I can be who I am all the time, even if it means telling my drum teacher I'd rather sing 'Beneath Your Beautiful' by Labrinth and Emeli Sande (was learning to play it on piano last night) than study metric modulation. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy studying complex drum concepts, and I like to think I will get to use them one day, or at least my general drumming skills anyway, but I don't see myself as just a drummer. I'm too interested in music generally, and the performance side of things. How have these things worked out for you? Did you figure out what you want to do? I hope so. Saying that, I know if you're reading this and you've not you'll be feeling like crap so I'm sorry too if that's the case! I'm sure there's still time though. There's always time. :)
Well, I'd better get looking up some of this stuff Rich asked me to look at. Then it's back to writing about minimalism... At least once it's done it's out the way! Fun times.
Btw, other things happening right now: Joey Barton's French accent - lolzer! At football a couple of days back we had an amazing start to the game - scored 4 in the first 10 minutes then it kinda went downhill. Got a bit ill so it wasn't entirely my fault. Thinking we'll play poker again this Thurs. Quite enjoyed it last week tbh. Oh, and we had Teri's 21st on sat there. Really enjoyed it actually. Was gutted at the time I missed out on parties but Dan brought me home which was just as well I think. Ske went off to some other party and met some lassie who he winched. I wonder who? Ha.
Tuesday, 27 November 2012
Friday, 23 November 2012
24/11/12 - 2.02
I meant to go into more detail earlier on how much I love Ed Sheeran. I mean, you'll know how much of an influence he was, and probably still is, on you, but right now I just can't get enough of him and everything he's done. It's both beautiful and frustrating at the same time. I want his life. I want to be a successful singer/songwriter, to have written songs over the years that I've recorded and been out and played gigs all over the place. He's done all that and he's only 21. I'm nearly 24 and I'm still a mess.
At the same time though he makes me believe I could do it all in some way. But right now I've never felt further from it. Listening to his music makes me miss London like mad. When I was there I felt like I was going somewhere, even though I wasn't really. But maybe I could've. Who knows.
I keep getting on at myself for not marrying up the different sides of me, like why am I learning to play drums, getting in depth in the instrument, if I want to be a songwriter? But maybe there's nothing wrong with that. It's all part of who I am, and I shouldn't be trying to deny that. Embrace it. I talked with Mum and Chris tonight about a lot of this and they've made me feel a bit better about it all. At least they've helped me realise again that there's no point thinking too much about it. If it's gonna be it's gonna be. Maybe I'm not ever gonna be famous. There's nothing wrong with getting into teaching and doing that well. And there's plenty other stuff I could do round here - start a function band maybe, that sort of thing. And there's nothing stopping me continuing to write and going out and gigging round here, maybe through in Glasgow. It could lead somewhere, who knows? Even if I just became known round here that would be something. A start maybe. A good start I think. Get the courage to be a local singer/songwriter and you can go from there. Let's do it.
At the same time though he makes me believe I could do it all in some way. But right now I've never felt further from it. Listening to his music makes me miss London like mad. When I was there I felt like I was going somewhere, even though I wasn't really. But maybe I could've. Who knows.
I keep getting on at myself for not marrying up the different sides of me, like why am I learning to play drums, getting in depth in the instrument, if I want to be a songwriter? But maybe there's nothing wrong with that. It's all part of who I am, and I shouldn't be trying to deny that. Embrace it. I talked with Mum and Chris tonight about a lot of this and they've made me feel a bit better about it all. At least they've helped me realise again that there's no point thinking too much about it. If it's gonna be it's gonna be. Maybe I'm not ever gonna be famous. There's nothing wrong with getting into teaching and doing that well. And there's plenty other stuff I could do round here - start a function band maybe, that sort of thing. And there's nothing stopping me continuing to write and going out and gigging round here, maybe through in Glasgow. It could lead somewhere, who knows? Even if I just became known round here that would be something. A start maybe. A good start I think. Get the courage to be a local singer/songwriter and you can go from there. Let's do it.
23/11/12 - 12.16
Currently lying in a bed after another morning of sleeping in followed by not wanting to get up out of bed. Standard, as Rupert would have said ha. I miss Rupert. I miss London in general. Just one of many things I've got going on in my head right now. I still question my decision to move back. All I've done is invite back in a load of old feelings and habits really. I wanted to come back to see if I'd changed if I put myself back in that setting, see if anything had changed. I guess much hasn't. I've changed but now being here just makes me more unsure than ever. Like, what do I want to do with my life? I've just been watching more videos of Ed (one of his songs has been used by One Direction on their new album and went to number 1 and I love it) and it makes me want to be a songwriter more than anything. But then college right now is all about drums, a project on learning to play tuned percussion and sight read music that I'm really not doing much work for right now (I'm going to after this, and lunch) and academic stuff like 20th Century history (boo), and Law and Ethics which I actually really enjoy. But with so much going on and buzzing round my head it just doesn't help me at all.
I played poker at Biggar last night cos Ryan's been going on about it for a while so I thought I should. I mean, I quite enjoyed the night - finished 9th out of 16 which is at least better than Ske did his first couple of times! - but where does that leave me? The guys there, the people there, they're different to me. They lead a different life, different things are important to them. But then I could fit in there if I really wanted, but it would mean letting go of the other side of me. I don't know how to invite every side of me, the full me, to be part of every situation I'm in. How do I do that? I mean if I'm at college they wouldn't understand me being obsessed with a football management computer game (I've just started a new game with Rangers on 01/02 for about the millionth time. I've named it 'The EBT Specialists ha). Just like the guys here don't understand that if I want to be a musician really that ought to come first and all the things we do, the going and drinking, the pub quizzes, the bowling nights, the poker etc, all that needs to go out the window. I want to be a musician and that's final. But whether I'll ever do more than teach, who knows. Rich, my drum teacher, made a comment the other day about being proud to not just go through the motions, to be part of the system. He wants to be a good musician and teach others to be good musicians, not just teach them technicalities. But I'm not even sure exactly what his opinion of a good musician is. Everyone plays music differently and yeah, he's probably well learned at playing lots of different styles, which is something I struggle with cos I'm son rock/pop orientated, but the more you learn about music in a broad sense the less creative you might be. The greatest musicians don't think about their style, they play things how it makes sense to them. From Hendrix to Bowie to Ed Sheeran, that's just how they understand music. I guess this sums up my life really - am I the sort of man who plays it however he wants, or who learns to play the way everyone else does? Is there room for both? I hope you've figured a lot of this stuff out cos I sure haven't!
Anyway I'm thinking I'm gonna write a song about this town, and what it makes me into. I wonder if it turns out any good. Guess you'll know!
Also I meant to say a while ago that I thought of another cool thing about this blog - should I ever meet anyone special, or should there be anyone who wants to learn about what I've been like over the years, this will the place for them to come. 23 (nearly 24!) year old Dave and his thoughts, all preserved. Like Riddle's diary, 'cept I can't control anyone from here. I don't think.
Last thing - who cares what anyone says or acts or makes me feel. I want to be myself all the time! That's the real issue here isn't it? It doesn't matter what I do, I should be able to feel like it's okay to feel it - and to show that! Can I be the real Davey Stu? I hope so. I hope you are. You better be! That's why I'm writing this - I'm counting on it!
I played poker at Biggar last night cos Ryan's been going on about it for a while so I thought I should. I mean, I quite enjoyed the night - finished 9th out of 16 which is at least better than Ske did his first couple of times! - but where does that leave me? The guys there, the people there, they're different to me. They lead a different life, different things are important to them. But then I could fit in there if I really wanted, but it would mean letting go of the other side of me. I don't know how to invite every side of me, the full me, to be part of every situation I'm in. How do I do that? I mean if I'm at college they wouldn't understand me being obsessed with a football management computer game (I've just started a new game with Rangers on 01/02 for about the millionth time. I've named it 'The EBT Specialists ha). Just like the guys here don't understand that if I want to be a musician really that ought to come first and all the things we do, the going and drinking, the pub quizzes, the bowling nights, the poker etc, all that needs to go out the window. I want to be a musician and that's final. But whether I'll ever do more than teach, who knows. Rich, my drum teacher, made a comment the other day about being proud to not just go through the motions, to be part of the system. He wants to be a good musician and teach others to be good musicians, not just teach them technicalities. But I'm not even sure exactly what his opinion of a good musician is. Everyone plays music differently and yeah, he's probably well learned at playing lots of different styles, which is something I struggle with cos I'm son rock/pop orientated, but the more you learn about music in a broad sense the less creative you might be. The greatest musicians don't think about their style, they play things how it makes sense to them. From Hendrix to Bowie to Ed Sheeran, that's just how they understand music. I guess this sums up my life really - am I the sort of man who plays it however he wants, or who learns to play the way everyone else does? Is there room for both? I hope you've figured a lot of this stuff out cos I sure haven't!
Anyway I'm thinking I'm gonna write a song about this town, and what it makes me into. I wonder if it turns out any good. Guess you'll know!
Also I meant to say a while ago that I thought of another cool thing about this blog - should I ever meet anyone special, or should there be anyone who wants to learn about what I've been like over the years, this will the place for them to come. 23 (nearly 24!) year old Dave and his thoughts, all preserved. Like Riddle's diary, 'cept I can't control anyone from here. I don't think.
Last thing - who cares what anyone says or acts or makes me feel. I want to be myself all the time! That's the real issue here isn't it? It doesn't matter what I do, I should be able to feel like it's okay to feel it - and to show that! Can I be the real Davey Stu? I hope so. I hope you are. You better be! That's why I'm writing this - I'm counting on it!
Monday, 19 November 2012
19/11/12 - 10.50
So I haven't posted in a few days - as usual weekends are busier than other times. We went to see Feeder on Sat with the bros - was awesome. We got a bit tanked up on the train with a crate of magners which makes it all a bit blurrier than it should be! Then I met up with the guys in Wishaw for Ally Basho's birthday - again, was drunker than I would have liked, whole thing's a bit blurry. Was a fairly average night there though, not much craziness happening. I'm starting to think night's out ain't really worth it. I pay for them in time and money and hangovers and I don't get much out of them. Honestly I'm thinking of giving them up but it'll mean distancing myself from the guys cos that' pretty much all they do. I wonder how close you still are with them? Do you still go out much? I think life could more substantial without nights out. Maybe you'll know better. I've Terri's birthday party weekend coming so I'll have to be out for that but I don't plan on going mental. Would probably be best if I didn't!
So what else is happening? Right now I'm in the college library. Forced myself to wake up early for nothing (I don't doubt you'll still find waking up difficult - it's the bane of my life!). I put down in my notes I had a meeting with Scott our music teaching teacher today when it's not til next week. Eedjit. I've resolved to spend the time firstly doing this blog then getting on with research for 20th Century History essay on Minimalism. 3500 words. The joy. I'm really hoping to just blitz it and get it out the way and never think about it again. Til I'm you and I'm reading this post haha. Do you even remember doing it?
Other than that I saw a funny number plate on the way in. I took a picture of it but I'll probably never upload it. Too lazy haha. It was X583 MEN. Yaaaass. There's another one in West Calder I keep trying to get a shot of. It has the letters YWC on it. Remember what that stands for? If you don't ask Ske haha! Maybe if I collect enough of them I will upload them. We can make it a thing haha.
I can't think of much more to say so this is probably a good place to stop. If I give it long enough I'm sure I'll think of something else. Oh wait, I have. I've recently revived my Queen's Park game on champ man. That game! We bought Dan a book on it for his christmas and it's been playing on my mind as a result. Typical!
So what else is happening? Right now I'm in the college library. Forced myself to wake up early for nothing (I don't doubt you'll still find waking up difficult - it's the bane of my life!). I put down in my notes I had a meeting with Scott our music teaching teacher today when it's not til next week. Eedjit. I've resolved to spend the time firstly doing this blog then getting on with research for 20th Century History essay on Minimalism. 3500 words. The joy. I'm really hoping to just blitz it and get it out the way and never think about it again. Til I'm you and I'm reading this post haha. Do you even remember doing it?
Other than that I saw a funny number plate on the way in. I took a picture of it but I'll probably never upload it. Too lazy haha. It was X583 MEN. Yaaaass. There's another one in West Calder I keep trying to get a shot of. It has the letters YWC on it. Remember what that stands for? If you don't ask Ske haha! Maybe if I collect enough of them I will upload them. We can make it a thing haha.
I can't think of much more to say so this is probably a good place to stop. If I give it long enough I'm sure I'll think of something else. Oh wait, I have. I've recently revived my Queen's Park game on champ man. That game! We bought Dan a book on it for his christmas and it's been playing on my mind as a result. Typical!
Thursday, 15 November 2012
15/11/12 - 20.45
This is gonna be a short one - I've had one of those days where I failed to get up before 11, in spite of the fact Dan called and woke me at 10. I then argued with dad that I ought to have different a different bed - I'm still staying in the double bed that is genuinely the most comfortable bed I've ever slept in - cos it would help me get up easier if I weren't so comfortable. To be fair, I think it's true, and past evidence would suggest so. Saying that I still think the temperature is the main problem. This country is just too cold. I hope wherever you are it's warmer - and you've gotten better at getting up in the mornings! The problem isn't even so much the lost time. I sleep so deeply that when I wake up all my drive is gone, and I don't care about a damn things, hence why I just go back to sleep. Night time's always better. At night I want things. In the morning I don't care. Dad and Dan both just told me I ought to just try harder to get up, force myself to do it. Maybe they're right. Maybe you'll know better.
I strangely find it quite comforting writing to you. I have this notion cos you're in the future that you're gonna be wiser, and more knowledgeable than me. You probably aren't. We've always had this habit of treating our past selves like they were silly and naive but are we really much smarter? Probably not. Saying that you're probably reading this thinking you are. Maybe you are a bit. I hope you are a bit! But probably not as much as you think.
Right I am gonna go. I need to practise Glockenspiel ha. You have to better at that than me! I've wasted pretty much the whole day. That's what happens when we oversleep. Mum and Chris are currently watching Elementary - the American version of Sherlock. Before that there was a bit of Cheers, Big Bang Theory, HIMYM. And of course I've let all of them distract me. In fairness Big Bang Theory is brilliant - right now it's your favourite show. I wonder if it's finished yet for you? It's currently on season 6. I hope it doesn't ever finish.
I was about to write the word 'ciao' as a sign off, just cos I always felt like it, but then I remembered a comment Linzi made on FB earlier (does it still rule the cyber world in your time?). Apparently a comment I made was gay. Sigh. People never will get that I can say anything. I can be anything, good or bad. That's actually what makes me special. Or the only thing that might.
I strangely find it quite comforting writing to you. I have this notion cos you're in the future that you're gonna be wiser, and more knowledgeable than me. You probably aren't. We've always had this habit of treating our past selves like they were silly and naive but are we really much smarter? Probably not. Saying that you're probably reading this thinking you are. Maybe you are a bit. I hope you are a bit! But probably not as much as you think.
Right I am gonna go. I need to practise Glockenspiel ha. You have to better at that than me! I've wasted pretty much the whole day. That's what happens when we oversleep. Mum and Chris are currently watching Elementary - the American version of Sherlock. Before that there was a bit of Cheers, Big Bang Theory, HIMYM. And of course I've let all of them distract me. In fairness Big Bang Theory is brilliant - right now it's your favourite show. I wonder if it's finished yet for you? It's currently on season 6. I hope it doesn't ever finish.
I was about to write the word 'ciao' as a sign off, just cos I always felt like it, but then I remembered a comment Linzi made on FB earlier (does it still rule the cyber world in your time?). Apparently a comment I made was gay. Sigh. People never will get that I can say anything. I can be anything, good or bad. That's actually what makes me special. Or the only thing that might.
Tuesday, 13 November 2012
13/11/12, about 11.30
It's not even been 12 hours since my last post and I'm back, currently sitting in the library of Stevenson/Edinburgh College. It's probably a bit sad that I'm choosing to post again already, but I've been thinking a lot about this blog and I'm feeling that it could really mean something. Like, something important. I have like a running commentary or narrative constantly going in my head (let's face it we always have!) and there's no way to silence it so I might as well see if I can make something of it. It could be that this blog is what eventually defines me. I guess you'll know better, wherever/whenever you are!
It's also occurred to me that I haven't explained the actual purpose of this blog. I guess I didn't feel I'd need to given you're the only one I'm writing to and hopefully you're memory isn't so bad that you've actually forgotten why you even started it! But should an outsider stumble upon this I feel they should at least understand. Basically, I have an atrocious long term memory. My short term memory's fine - great, in fact. I memorise numbers and facts over a short time like no one I know. But over months and years I forget facts and events like they never even happened, or often they get blurred or changed over time, and this upsets me. I think it's generally down to the fact I'm always living half in the present and half in the future, which isn't altogether a bad thing. It's good to keep moving forward. But I don't want to forget everything. These days are important in my life as the next ones will be and it's important I remember them.
So I've started a blog. It's really just a diary I guess, given all I'm documenting is my current thoughts and feelings and goings on in my life, but posting it as a blog means that as long as the internet doesn't crash or fail in some big way, or this site doesn't disappear, which I guess is more likely now I think about it, then it will always be here. ALWAYS. That's the kicker. I like that. I'm immortalising my words! I'm cheating death! And that's just the sort of delusion of grandeur I get off on. But seriously, whatever I say here will always be somewhere, I hope, for people to read so it gives my life some purpose and that's always a good thing.
So back today. I've just had a lesson with Rich, my (our) drum teacher. Talking about superimposing 4/4 rhythms into 6/8 and 12/8 time and the like. It was a pretty cool lesson and I get it mostly. It'll help to work on it anyway, although it's not entirely what I'm about as drummer. But there's nothing wrong with drawing influence and ideas from different places. Rich has a habit of putting across what he teaches as though it's the most important aspect of the instrument, which is fair enough I guess - I kind of do the same - but it's not all I'm about as a drummer and I think it's just his perspective. It's one way of looking at things for sure - considering the mathematics behind the beats and using that as a way of analysing feel etc. Generally I prefer just to feel. But when I think of it putting the two together has to be the best way. Feel what you want to play but understand it as well. There's nowt wrong with that.
Right, I've just decided I'm gonna start posting random facts about the days. I can't discuss my feelings on everything but if I at least document the facts of what I'm doing it'll give you a chance to say 'oh yeah, I mind doing that!'. So here we go:
- Mum, Dad and Dan went Christmas shopping today. That's not terribly relevant but you followed them to Livi on your way to college which was funny. Although we were following a lorry which was not. Dad practically skipped a red light at West Calder cos it was so slow going through it haha. Oops, there I go again. Feelings.
- I've got a lesson tonight with one of our students, Conner. Cool.
- I've got law class at 2. Tuesdays at 2. Cool.
- I'm meeting a bass player who contacted me about being a part of my band for solo performance. He says he's quite into playing prog and is cool with the set I've got so far (Sound of Muzak, Subdivisions, Golden Rule, Universal Mind, Schism) so that's cool too.
I think that's all I need to say for now. Oh also, level (incidentally Levels by Avicii came out just a few months back and is probably your favourite song of the year. I've also loved 'Call Me Maybe' by Carly Rae Jepsen (yeah, I'm a big gay but you probably still are too). It's gotten a bit old now but already gives me waves of nostalgia for the summer just gone), Hannah (again, one that everyone knows, just forgot it before) and, well there's loads of 4 letter ones which I won't bother mentioning after this one. Boob. Heehee.
It's also occurred to me that I haven't explained the actual purpose of this blog. I guess I didn't feel I'd need to given you're the only one I'm writing to and hopefully you're memory isn't so bad that you've actually forgotten why you even started it! But should an outsider stumble upon this I feel they should at least understand. Basically, I have an atrocious long term memory. My short term memory's fine - great, in fact. I memorise numbers and facts over a short time like no one I know. But over months and years I forget facts and events like they never even happened, or often they get blurred or changed over time, and this upsets me. I think it's generally down to the fact I'm always living half in the present and half in the future, which isn't altogether a bad thing. It's good to keep moving forward. But I don't want to forget everything. These days are important in my life as the next ones will be and it's important I remember them.
So I've started a blog. It's really just a diary I guess, given all I'm documenting is my current thoughts and feelings and goings on in my life, but posting it as a blog means that as long as the internet doesn't crash or fail in some big way, or this site doesn't disappear, which I guess is more likely now I think about it, then it will always be here. ALWAYS. That's the kicker. I like that. I'm immortalising my words! I'm cheating death! And that's just the sort of delusion of grandeur I get off on. But seriously, whatever I say here will always be somewhere, I hope, for people to read so it gives my life some purpose and that's always a good thing.
So back today. I've just had a lesson with Rich, my (our) drum teacher. Talking about superimposing 4/4 rhythms into 6/8 and 12/8 time and the like. It was a pretty cool lesson and I get it mostly. It'll help to work on it anyway, although it's not entirely what I'm about as drummer. But there's nothing wrong with drawing influence and ideas from different places. Rich has a habit of putting across what he teaches as though it's the most important aspect of the instrument, which is fair enough I guess - I kind of do the same - but it's not all I'm about as a drummer and I think it's just his perspective. It's one way of looking at things for sure - considering the mathematics behind the beats and using that as a way of analysing feel etc. Generally I prefer just to feel. But when I think of it putting the two together has to be the best way. Feel what you want to play but understand it as well. There's nowt wrong with that.
Right, I've just decided I'm gonna start posting random facts about the days. I can't discuss my feelings on everything but if I at least document the facts of what I'm doing it'll give you a chance to say 'oh yeah, I mind doing that!'. So here we go:
- Mum, Dad and Dan went Christmas shopping today. That's not terribly relevant but you followed them to Livi on your way to college which was funny. Although we were following a lorry which was not. Dad practically skipped a red light at West Calder cos it was so slow going through it haha. Oops, there I go again. Feelings.
- I've got a lesson tonight with one of our students, Conner. Cool.
- I've got law class at 2. Tuesdays at 2. Cool.
- I'm meeting a bass player who contacted me about being a part of my band for solo performance. He says he's quite into playing prog and is cool with the set I've got so far (Sound of Muzak, Subdivisions, Golden Rule, Universal Mind, Schism) so that's cool too.
I think that's all I need to say for now. Oh also, level (incidentally Levels by Avicii came out just a few months back and is probably your favourite song of the year. I've also loved 'Call Me Maybe' by Carly Rae Jepsen (yeah, I'm a big gay but you probably still are too). It's gotten a bit old now but already gives me waves of nostalgia for the summer just gone), Hannah (again, one that everyone knows, just forgot it before) and, well there's loads of 4 letter ones which I won't bother mentioning after this one. Boob. Heehee.
Monday, 12 November 2012
The start of an era... Perhaps.
So here we are. My first ever personal blog. If you are reading this I will assume one of 3 things:
1. You are me in the future and reading this to remember what life was like when you were 23 - the most likely scenario given that is the point of this blog. This being the case - hey future me. How's things? Still got a memory like a sieve? Aye, thought so. It's a good thing you thought to start this blog all those days/weeks/months/years/decades/centuries (we've not yet ruled out rapid cell regeneration yet) ago.
2. You are a strange visitor who by some horrible turn of misfortune has arrived here and is wondering who the hell I am. This being the case - welcome. I'm Davey Stu (a derivative of David Stewart - we're clever about nicknames here), I come from Lanarkshire in Scotland and I'm a musician, among other things, and am still not quite sure who I am or what I'm made for (another reason for starting a blog!).
3. I've (finally!) gotten famous and my fans from around the world are googling my name in a desperate need to find out everything about me. In which case you are in the same boat as 1 and have actually come to the right place.
So right now, after 7 years of Primary School, 6 years of High School, A failed year at uni studying Biomedical Science, 2 years at Motherwell College studying a HND in Popular Music and 2 years down in London studying drums, songwriting and creating music, we now find ourselves at Edinburgh College (previously Stevenson College) finally doing our degree year. Finding it a little stressful, but still confident we'll get by. You're currently pondering as usual whether you're going into too much detail and taking up too much of your time. Probably. You're good at that.
Wait. I'm not sure how to refer to us. You are me in the future. I am me now, right? I keep wanting to say we though. This is getting confusing. If I say 'I' you know I mean you in the past. And 'you' is me in the future. 'We' will refer to something that applies to both of us. Got it? Nah, me neither.
Anyway I've also started teaching in the last few months. It's going fairly well and I'm alright at it I think. Hopefully you'll be a bit better though. I had a lesson tonight with a kid I'm teaching - him and his sister, although his sister was ill tonight. They're the ones I struggle with most. For some reason I never feel like I can justify what I'm teaching. But then I say to myself 'hey, you're the teacher! Do what you want!' I think I am moving a bit fast with some things though, and I'm not sticking with topics long enough. I'm jumping about too much. I hope to fix that though. We're gonna start focusing on single topics in each lesson and I'm gonna give proper exercises to nail things down. Boom.
I'm rambling again. Too much detail, I know. It doesn't help that I'm always in my own head, and the minute I start rambling I feel the need to mention that, then mention that I mentioned that I was rambling, then mention that I mentioned that I mentioned that I'm rambling etc etc. And I'm rambling again. What a vicious cycle. As Chris would say it's completely 'meta'. I'm still not sure if that's a technically correct term haha. Do you know future Dave?
Also do you still love palindromes? I love them right now. I keep looking for them haha. I've also been cataloging them in my mind. Here's the ones I've learned (and remembered) so far: race car (everyone knows that one), refer (I used that up there ^), solos, kayak, radar, rotor, Cilic (Marin, the tennis player haha), Salas (Marcelo, the former footballer) and I think that's it for now. If I think of any more I'll mention them. :)
Right I'm gonna stop talking now. Typing. Whatever. In my head I'm talking. I hope we'll keep this up. It gives me some sort of purpose in life, which I generally lack haha. Saying that, I'm eating into valuable pokemon time! I hope you're still playing. It does waste a lot of time but it is a lot of fun and it's kind of a part of us I think. Well me it is anyway.
Anyway, am aff. Catch ye son!
1. You are me in the future and reading this to remember what life was like when you were 23 - the most likely scenario given that is the point of this blog. This being the case - hey future me. How's things? Still got a memory like a sieve? Aye, thought so. It's a good thing you thought to start this blog all those days/weeks/months/years/decades/centuries (we've not yet ruled out rapid cell regeneration yet) ago.
2. You are a strange visitor who by some horrible turn of misfortune has arrived here and is wondering who the hell I am. This being the case - welcome. I'm Davey Stu (a derivative of David Stewart - we're clever about nicknames here), I come from Lanarkshire in Scotland and I'm a musician, among other things, and am still not quite sure who I am or what I'm made for (another reason for starting a blog!).
3. I've (finally!) gotten famous and my fans from around the world are googling my name in a desperate need to find out everything about me. In which case you are in the same boat as 1 and have actually come to the right place.
So right now, after 7 years of Primary School, 6 years of High School, A failed year at uni studying Biomedical Science, 2 years at Motherwell College studying a HND in Popular Music and 2 years down in London studying drums, songwriting and creating music, we now find ourselves at Edinburgh College (previously Stevenson College) finally doing our degree year. Finding it a little stressful, but still confident we'll get by. You're currently pondering as usual whether you're going into too much detail and taking up too much of your time. Probably. You're good at that.
Wait. I'm not sure how to refer to us. You are me in the future. I am me now, right? I keep wanting to say we though. This is getting confusing. If I say 'I' you know I mean you in the past. And 'you' is me in the future. 'We' will refer to something that applies to both of us. Got it? Nah, me neither.
Anyway I've also started teaching in the last few months. It's going fairly well and I'm alright at it I think. Hopefully you'll be a bit better though. I had a lesson tonight with a kid I'm teaching - him and his sister, although his sister was ill tonight. They're the ones I struggle with most. For some reason I never feel like I can justify what I'm teaching. But then I say to myself 'hey, you're the teacher! Do what you want!' I think I am moving a bit fast with some things though, and I'm not sticking with topics long enough. I'm jumping about too much. I hope to fix that though. We're gonna start focusing on single topics in each lesson and I'm gonna give proper exercises to nail things down. Boom.
I'm rambling again. Too much detail, I know. It doesn't help that I'm always in my own head, and the minute I start rambling I feel the need to mention that, then mention that I mentioned that I was rambling, then mention that I mentioned that I mentioned that I'm rambling etc etc. And I'm rambling again. What a vicious cycle. As Chris would say it's completely 'meta'. I'm still not sure if that's a technically correct term haha. Do you know future Dave?
Also do you still love palindromes? I love them right now. I keep looking for them haha. I've also been cataloging them in my mind. Here's the ones I've learned (and remembered) so far: race car (everyone knows that one), refer (I used that up there ^), solos, kayak, radar, rotor, Cilic (Marin, the tennis player haha), Salas (Marcelo, the former footballer) and I think that's it for now. If I think of any more I'll mention them. :)
Right I'm gonna stop talking now. Typing. Whatever. In my head I'm talking. I hope we'll keep this up. It gives me some sort of purpose in life, which I generally lack haha. Saying that, I'm eating into valuable pokemon time! I hope you're still playing. It does waste a lot of time but it is a lot of fun and it's kind of a part of us I think. Well me it is anyway.
Anyway, am aff. Catch ye son!
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