I've just played two great shows with the French guitar virtuoso Sylvain Luc. He's incredible, and really kept me on my toes. However, my musical muscles are a bit tired after such a hard workout, and I've retreated to my Buddhist Kuti at the bottom of my garden to rid my mind of all those altered diminished inversions and meditate on suffering, impermanence, and non-self.
I will probably re-appear into daylight some time after "Le Weekend" fully recovered and ready to take on Monsieur Luc again. En garde et courage mon brave!