Finally we Came Together for the first of many performances, today, and did so well that some girl invited me to Call Her, Maybe. Since I've Been Gone I've been reeling from the performance and preparing myself to play at my church, which is, essentially, as a Nazarene Church, Waiting for the World to Change. Struan, Does Your Mother Know how wonderfully encouraging her grin was, in front of the stage? The Five Colours in Her Hair were riveting and empowering. I'm asking myself, "Have I Ever Fallen In Love with someone's Mother?!". Quite. Struan? YoĆ¼ and I need to have a little chat...