I've been kinda dreading doing a post like this - we got some very sad news through on Friday night there that Bappou had passed away in hospital. It's been tough. I'm not sure how to feel. I get waves of sadness, and am struggling to understand how a life can end when everything else keeps moving... But keep moving it does. Still got college work and lessons to get on with, so I'm staying busy which is probably for the best. I don't mind that. There's a part of me that feels like the best thing I can do to honour Bappou's memory is to get on my life, and keep striving to do the best I can. There's a lot I want from life, a lot I'm capable of and if I can achieve that I know he would've been proud. He was proud of us all anyway. :) The funeral will probably be sometime next week, Mum's down there now being with everyone and helping make plans. I think in part it won't really hit me til I get to London. When I do it'll be even harder, but I'm determined to celebrate Bappou's life when we're there. He was the sort of man who made and impression on everyone he met, and he lived a life worth celebrating.
In other matters, and in the name of keeping busy I've been working on the Weckl piece I'm gonna do for my degree performance - Island Magic. I really quite love this tune, it's got a great mix of Latin and 80s feel about it, and the melodies are great. It's also got some really cool grooves, and what I can play of it so far I really enjoy. I've been working pretty intensely on it - it feels good to really knuckle down and try to achieve something. On the hand I don't think I'm gonna get it down in time for the programme sample which is in 2 days, which means I'll be relying on the band which is nowhere near prepared. We've currently only got one rehearsal before then tomorrow, which really isn't enough. The whole thing could be a disaster but I don't care. It's not graded, and as long as I pass in the end that's what matters.
I did take a break from practicing on Saturday - Louise and Andy had got Dan, Chris and me tickets to see Sunderland v Fulham (so Louise could see Berba ha) and we decided we should go in spite of everything - there's no point putting life on hold in the end of the day. We had a good day, the match was actually pretty good - finished 2-2 each, was plenty action - and we had a nice dinner at Shearer's bar in Newcastle (it was good to get to finally see it ha). The only downside was it was pretty cramped in the back of the car with Dan and Chris (we've all grown up a bit from when we used to do that!), but I made up for it by drinking haha. Cherry B ftw! Still got a bottle in the fridge, but I'm gonna have to get more of that stuff haha. Dan went home after but the rest of us went out in Lanark - Andy and Lou as well, which was really nice. Just about everyone was out really, Ryan, Marc, Scorge, Ally Bash, Grant and his burd and Lou and Andy. Was good to have everyone there for a change. Now Grant's working 9-5 again we're seeing a lot more of him which is good. The other guys may not forgive him for disappearing for a couple of years but I missed him, and I'm happy we're getting to see him again. Saying that I might not be making it out so much over the next couple of months. Got one big final push to get to the end of this degree then life really starts I think. :)
Anyway I'm gonna wrap that up there. Need to get home and eat (still got the weight-gain diet going!), and also gotta plan lessons. Got the Braidwood kids tonight, with Nadia wanting to start with drum lessons, and also got a new student learning drums - a 13 year old girl from Forth, so that should be interesting!
I'm gonna end by saying, on record: Bappou, I love you, and I miss you, and I'll never, ever forget you. I hope you're at peace now.
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