If memory serves me right, it was the summer of 1998. I’d been struggling to get a band together for a while and it had been over a year since I’d last been in a gigging band. I was in my mid-20s and still dreaming of becoming a rock star, but the reality of actually releasing a record seemed a million miles away.
It seemed that whenever I got a group of potential band members together, things were thwarted either by shift work or family commitments, or something, and I was just getting more and more frustrated with it all. There didn’t seem to be a particular shortage of musicians and I was hanging out with plenty of cool people at jam nights on a regular basis, but I just couldn’t seem to hook up with any like-minded individuals with the same kind of drive and ambitions that I had.
Without that vehicle for them, I hadn’t done any songwriting for a couple of years either, my efforts perpetually geared up towards trying to form a band. I was in a rut.