Negative side

The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There's also a negative side.

A trudge up Dundas Street and a bleary train journey to Central, then another trudge to SVP.

I meet Angus for lunch. He’s bruised and scratched from a late night fall last weekend. He’s getting ready for a club in Edinburgh tonight.

After work, I make the public transport pilgrimage to Kinghorn. The trains don’t connect, so I have an hour to kill in Edinburgh and don’t get to the flat until after 11. Claire’s out on an RNLI shout.