I'm here, isolated, away from the band, away from broad-bean internet, and stuck, immovable, in bed with yet another bout of a particularly icky strain of influenza.
Day 4: The carpet refuses to sing.
From my disadvantage point, then, it's both pleasing and easy to get excited about all the stuff that's happening while doing relatively little of the work involved. I wouldn't have it this way, despite public conception of me as lazy or whatever, but, alas, this is the way it must be. Hold on while I just snuggle deeper into my quilt and quietly sip my tea.
Here is a link to amazing radio, who are currently running a poll to see who gets on their playlist. This wouldn't be a Phoria™ post without asking you to do something now, would it? Click. Vote. Reward: Slice of cake; sense of wellbeing.
Red will be played on their show today.
We're also putting a little bit of stuff up on the Soundcloud, a few jingles here and there, a few jongles fere and ghere, and all-together splitting the atom in the lead up to the Bloodworks release - no longer 8/4/13, but about one month from now, 29/4. We're sorry about that one, folks. Truly. It was unavoidable. What it does mean, though, is that rather than a Christmas day of 8th April, where you gorge yourself on Phoria until your belt bursts and your intestines just explode everywhere and kind of sop out the candles that everyone was enjoying and put that away and go to bed. And leave your teddy-bear somewhere where I can see it...
Instead of that you get a kind of exciting Phoria advent calendar. I envision it as a giant picture of my face, each adolescent blemish providing a doorway to a delicious treat of one type or another.
'Mummy! Mummy! What will Phoria give to us today?!'
'Well, my child - just open up one of Tim's facial wounds and find out! Wear your protective kevlar mask!'
That's just my vision of it all. The powers that be insisted we go through the more traditional YouTube, facebook, online media channels, etc.
Anyway - it's all done (the final master was delivered this morning), it's all coming out, it's all ready to be fired into your skulls using computer guns...
...and (FADE IN: Bryan Adams) we couldn't have done it without everyone's support, particularly through the Kickstarter campaign, which ends today, and which has exceeded our goal and our honest expectations and even Seryn's dreams.
I'm not often honest (that's a lie), but I tell the truth when I say...
...I'm off to Mexico.
Srsly.
Tim.
P.S. Actually actually thank you all very much for your support. It means a lot, and we all really appreciate it.
P.P.S. At time of posting this came up! Something I meant to mention, but didn't. Imagine me on one knee, begging forgiveness. That's what I'm doing right now. Cool though, eh?
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