So here we are, my Asshole Producer and I are in a stand-off. “I want a long professional sounding guitar solo, right here, right now” he says – Oh, yeah well – Um, no. “Give me what I want and we’ll get back to destroying your enemies!” – Oh God, he knows my weaknesses. Ok Asshole, It’s a Deal. So now I’m spending half my time trying to riff my way out of this stupid fucking deal. The other half I’m trying to get my declining ass into Spring shape. Which just keeps on getting harder.