Recently I have been crossing borders like Arnold Schwarzenegger crossed enemies back in the 1980’s. With the #Brexit referendum on the horizon it is somewhat frightening how many of us are facing a very real risk of losing the ability to cross Europe as and when we require. Thousands of international couples may well have their lives indubitably altered for the sake of justifying a slow-burning economic meltdown. It seems to escape the sphere of public debate that many couples and even families will face great difficulties regarding merely staying together should the people of Britain choose to #Brexit. I fear that there is a realistic chance that we will be the silent victims of the madness to come.
I traveled to Poland with just my dog by car for the first time. Twelve hours on the open road with zero conversation, an iPod blasting away, with music old and new, does somehow offer one a great deal of time to think. The conclusions that appeared to me on the journey have formed the basis of a new project, which 10,000 words in, is looking like it could well become a novella at the very least. The premise is thus: What if we are entirely and absolutely incorrect regarding the way we humans tend to measure our lives?
In Warsaw I bore witness to the growth of our music project. Our album #WeAreSorry is in numerous shops. The band have been on national television and radio and have recorded dozens of interviews to promote the record. It made me a little sad to realise how much I am missing out due to mere geography. #Yu also played a concert on a boat, which was very much like a concert on land, except it was on water, which is some degree wetter. There was singing and dancing and bad sweaters. It was like the worst rave of the eighties all over again.
I was lucky enough to spend a week in the big apple, which isn’t that big, and definitely isn’t an apple, but is, in fact, a phenomenal city. I have no idea whether New York really is the city that never sleeps as for at least part of our trip, we slept. To be fair our sleep was well deserved as we walked in excess of 140 kilometers around Manhattan as we explored it like we were aliens, legal aliens. New York was everything Hollywood doesn’t warn you about. The various districts had different edges that made each unique, the people were universally friendly and charming and all in all we had a wonderful time. It genuinely felt like all it took to become the King of New York was one hundred dollars in your pocket and a single evening.
Oh I nearly forgot. I am writing this post from #Warsaw because we have a new video to promote our song entitled ‘God Doesn’t Love You’. Despite the religious title it has somewhat strangely caused a great deal of consternation regarding the sexuality of Hitler. If that sounds odd you should probably watch it right now:
If you like the video or the song or both or neither please SHARE this video and help spread the message of this song.
P.S. Soon #Yu really will be able to play with yourself as #GodDoesntLoveYou is going to be released as a standalone video game. I will share the details when I have them.