Hey folks,

Am still quite exhausted by the whole thing...thanks again for being so cool, those of you who came to the opening nights of The Callanish Stoned. Wow, I couldn't have wished for better audiences supposing I'd paid everyone to laugh! (Uh, which I didn't.) The play tours Scotland this month...and Ipswich on April 1st (no joke).

Thanks to the cast for being so dedicated. Crikey, they worked hard...way above and beyond the call of duty.

Tour dates are somewhere on my website. Come along if you want a laugh. Be quick, though, many dates are selling fast. I don't know what audiences outwith these hallowed shores will make of lines like "Ya wee maw-faced clibean!" or "How can someone so pretty smell like a fish", but hey-ho. It's all in the name of art and makes sense in the context of the play. Feedback has been overwhelmingly positive (for the play, I mean, not those lines).

What else? I'm still planning to move to Bavaria in April. That'll be a change! Just when I feel my home audience are tuning in to what I'm doing...co-dhiu...

Our (William Campbell and Kevin MacNeil) new song sounds pretty fine to my ears. Best thing we've done, I reckon. Willie - my mate and songwriting partner - has a band called Our Small Capital and they are off to Texas for the SxSW festival - good luck to them! They have an EP out more or less now and new T-shirts that are so cool they will be more common than Ramones T-shirts!

Dammit, it feels exciting to be alive these days in this part of the world.

But I am tired. Very, very tired.

Let me sleep.

But keep those bad dreams away.

Good!

Kevin MacNeil