They Live In Shelters Beneath The Sky And Drink In Cold Starlight

Although I'm at a bit of a low ebb, for a number of reasons, this entry is still going to concentrate on something positive in an attempt to stop me wallowing. And that positive something is the reformation of Thor's Helmet.

Oh yes. TH is back, and there will be gigs this time, and a cd available to anyone mad enough to want one, which will probably have the following "songs" on it...

1. Crucified Galaxy
2. Snakeskin Woman
3. NGC 2359
4. Planet Fucker
5. Malachandria


Last time it all fell apart, mainly due to my exceedingly fucked-up state of mind at the time, not to mention a collective capacity for alcoholic excess and strange behaviour which made us somewhat unwelcome at several rehearsal studios. But I'm nowhere near as fucked-up as this time last year and TH has some serious unfinished business. So even if the gigs and album end up just being a good way to lay the project to rest, or we actually manage to carry on this time, I can't fucking wait to play that fucking riff from Malachandria again. As Alan Partridge said, let's hope it all doesn't end in blind, ugly violence...