It’s extraordinary, isn’t it. How long is it since I started banging on about Hall & Oates on this journal? Not to mention Steely Dan and the Doobie Brothers? Last night imomus alerted me to the fact that The Guardian were running a huge piece about the new embrace of really smooth music, and then a few hours later I get a mailout from a club called Pretzel Logic, starting up at The Legion EC1 on the 30th March, playing music by – you guessed it – Hall & Oates, Steely Dan and The Doobie Brothers. That night I’ll be in Amsterdam, playing semi-smooth music myself, although not as smooth as Toto. My only regret is that my own band isn’t really doing much at the moment. If it was, I could fire off the usual press releases to the listings about our own brand of Hall & Oates influenced pop, and then get mercilessly slammed for bandwagon jumping. That’s the way it works, isn’t it.

I lay the blame squarely at the door of Yacht Rock, which appears to have a new episode online. Which I can’t watch in this office without getting sacked. Let me know if it’s any good, do.

Last night I went to a pub with luckysaddle and drank beer out of a traditional mug-shaped beer glass, possible for the first time ever. It felt good. Really good.