
Album Update

What did you want
to do when you grew up?
I’m sure like many people I had a number of different dreams
for what I wanted to be when I grew up (as I’m sure my mum would tell you). But
there were a few stand out ones………
My earliest memory of “what I wanted to become” was an
astronaut because, well let’s face it – it’s probably very high on a lot of
people’s lists. Space is cool. Rockets are cool. Why wouldn’t you want to be an
astronaut…? (Bar the idea of having a reactor’s worth of fuel directly beneath
your arse (what could possibly go wrong?). But you don’t think of things like
that at a young age…. I loved Star Wars and Star Trek and erm Buck Rogers…. –
and the closest real thing to those shows was to be an astronaut.
Fireman / Paramedic – Quickly ruled out due to hating the
heat and being remarkably squeamish (I still am and was asked to leave a class
at school for being sick IN CLASS).
Architect / Builder – I briefly tried the second option here
and those of you that know me well will probably agree that I shouldn’t be
anywhere near DIY or construction (unless it’s with Lego)
Lead Guitarist – A dream dreamt up after watching far too
much California Dreams and Pugwall (remember those shows?) and listening to far
too much Bon Jovi.
And that actually leads me onto a question that I’ve been
sitting on for a few weeks....
Did being a
musician help with the ladies?
The short answer is yes. And I used it to my advantage.
Obviously I was a charming, handsome rogue anyway - but being a musician
definitely helped along the way. I don’t know what it is about being a musician
– but there is definitely something in it (I’ve probably now inspired a
truckload of young people to become musicians for completely the wrong
reasons...........oops).
I also have a small confession regarding this whole musician
thing (that I’ve been sitting on for a while). I worked out very early on that
girls liked having songs written about them. Unfortunately writing a different
song about a lot of different ladies within a short period of time gave me a
bit of writer’s block and a bit of a headache. But luckily I had a brainwave.
My ex’s didn’t know each other and I very rarely split up with anyone on good terms
(act surprised) so my mind started formulating a plan. I crafted a song which
although sounding personal was actually quite general. I left a space in the
song to insert a girl’s name. And hey presto...each girl from that moment on
had their own song. There were some exceptions as a few did genuinely get their
own songs (not necessarily a good thing as a couple of songs were about me hurting
– and yes I probably did deserve it)....but as a general rule...it worked a
treat. Until I got confused in one set and said the wrong name. It’s fair to
say that the game at that point was up.....(If I was still in touch with any of
the ex’s or girls that I used this on then I’d apologise - but I’m not. But if
by chance you were one of these girls and have now stumbled upon this blog and
you now want to kill me – Please know that I’m sorry.......)
Now that’s not to say that I didn’t learn other things along
the way. An example of which is DO NOT get into a relationship with someone
that you have asked to sing with you at a week-long conference. Wait until
after, or if you get together beforehand – change the plans for the conference.
Because after a set one morning – this is the conversation that I had:
Andi (Addressing whole band): “Well done guys, that was a
really great set. You all played really well!”
Band: “Thanks Andi”
(Bla Bla conversation continues for a bit and comes round to
plans for the evening set)
Andi (Addressing whole band): “I’m going to give a few
people a break this evening to keep you fresh for the rest of the week. So
*Bassist*, *Guitarist* and *Girlfriend singer* I’d like you just to sit out
this evening as I’ll need you even more that the end of the week”.
Girlfriend addressing Andi: IS IT BECAUSE YOU DONT LOVE
ME??????!!!!!!!!!!
(Girlfriend storms off)
So yes, being a musician did help with the ladies. But I
wish someone had told me about the pitfalls!
As this chapter moves on though – I’d like to go
back and talk a bit about the actual conference that I was part of in that
story. It’s something that I’ve been involved with for close to 20 years (in
various different roles) and it’s called New Wine. Every year around 25,000
Christians over the course of two weeks gather together on a showground in
Somerset for teaching, to worship together, to build relationships with those
around them and to generally do life together. I love it (obviously or I
wouldn’t have been part of it for so long) and over the years I have learnt so
much about myself and experienced so much in those small periods every year that
it’s quite hard to describe. At some point in the future I’m sure that I’ll
jump into more detail about some of that stuff and those moments (some good
stuff, some bad stuff, some great moments, some funny moments, some awkward
moments and some completely life changing ones as well) - but in this chapter
I’d really like to focus on a few people that I caught up with last week at New
Wine - people who at some point have had a massive impact on my life (whether
they realise it or not).
You’ve already met some people from New Wine (and mainly a
youth venue at New Wine called Club 1) that have become amazing friends (in
Hellie, Kate, Varley and probably loads of others) but I’d like to take the
time now to introduce you to a few more:
Russ Fletcher

I’ve got some amazing memories of times we’ve spent together
and I’ve also got some memories of Russ powerfully speaking directly (and
bluntly) into my life (especially at one point where I was scared and trying to
run away from something). Russ is
someone who can break down my barriers within seconds of spending time together
and I am genuinely proud to call him my friend.
Dan Graham, Tim
Keenan & Megan Rowland (soon to be Keenan)
Yes. You are correct. There has never been a 3 in my cast
list before....but don’t forget that I make the rules. And (for the time being
at least) – Dan, Tim and Megan very much come as a 3. Dan and Tim have known
each other for years and one Club 1 I stitched Megan and Tim up together at New
Wine and now they are getting hitched! (Woohoo!) And that isn’t even the first
Club 1 wedding! But anyway....
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Tim, Megan & Dan |
I love all 3 of them so much for so many reasons and despite
not seeing any of them as much as I’d like anymore (although I do get to spend
the whole week with Dan next week) they have all become massive sources of
encouragement in my life. I’ve watched them grow into completely amazing people
and I’m convinced that none of them realise the people that they have become
and are blissfully unaware of the cool stuff that is brewing for each of them
just around the corner (and no jokers – the answer is not a big dump – funny as
that may be........)
Chris Lang

In a “here’s one I made earlier” kind of thing - the video
below should explain more about the Wednesday lunchtime. And yes, TD = Tactical
dump (All will be revealed)
Tom Johnson

Michelle Garland

In one day last week I saw all of these people (and load’s
more). I’m fully aware that I’m a lucky man to have these people and everyone
else in my life – and if truth be told I probably don’t say that enough – so thank
you. And it’s with another couple of people in mind that I’ll conclude this
chapter:
The events
of Chapter 9 were without question the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to
write about. And I can think of no harder situation that I’ve ever had to
experience. And whilst Wifey and I have (for the most part) got over the pain
now, the memory is still there. It still hurts at times. You can probably
understand that. At least I hope you can. It never will be an easy thing to get
over and I imagine that it is something that will linger for a while. There is
absolutely no point in me putting a tough guy act on when the absolute truth is
that we are still healing and at times we still feel the pain. Something that I
said at the time (and still completely agree with) is that I wouldn’t wish what
we went through on anyone. I wouldn’t want anyone to have to experience the
heartbreak or pain of what we went through….Which is why my heart wept a few
nights ago as I was told of two amazing friends who have just gone through the
same thing.
These friends selflessly stood by us when we needed them
most and they were willing (and wanting) to do anything within their power to
help us as they set an amazing example of both friendship and love. Now I’m not
going to pretend to understand the reasons as to why this has happened to such
fantastic people. But what I will say is this:
We love you both. And from the bottom of our hearts we will
do anything that we can to help support and love you through this. You have our
thoughts, our prayers and our love. My heart is broken for you both of you -
and if there is anyway whatsoever that we can help to ease your pain - then we
will do. It is a complete honour to call you our friends - and now is the time
for us to show that more than ever before.
And with that message, I’m going to leave this chapter.
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Seek His Face in Cheltenham and as a final plug....don’t forget the album (last
hint...this chapter). Right – I’m off to take a TD before my band arrives (but
more on them very soon).
God Bless