What's life without a little music? When I first started high school I took bass guitar lessons, because my brother was already learning to play guitar and I figured we would start a band. That never happened, but when I started uni I joined a band playing bass, and singing for a time. We played together for a few years and made a lot of memories. While I do think we were taking it seriously, it's hard not to piss about at least a little bit when you're making music with your friends for a few hours every week. It was as much a social club as it was band practice. And I do feel like the best way to form a connection with someone is to make music together. Since the band broke up I've been on my own, mostly just noodling around on a guitar I bought with my first ever tax return. It wasn't until COVID that I had the time to record and produce my own music. Some of the most difficult moments of my life, at least in recent years, have been solved by making a song. But that still leaves the lingering question of how am I supposed to make music if I'm happy?