I’ve spent a few days away from the MoaT and technology in general, reintroducing stillness into my life after another summer of high-frequency hearing loss.

I’m in an undisclosed location where the peaches are ripe, the heat’s dry, and the birds are jubilant and melodious. It’s fantastic.

After all these years, I’ve finally kinda got the hang of compartmentalizing - touring’s exciting, the people are legendary, and the food’s free, but you’re not on tour anymore. So, rather than expecting an apple to morph impossibly into an orange, channel the surplus of positive energy into other projects and relationships.

The day-to-day might look different, but it’s still in the service of music and creativity, and the pirate ship will crest the horizon again soon enough.