No amount of dreaming, wishing or even yearning, really counts for anything if you want to achieve your goals. Moreover, you probably should have some actual goals, rather than romanticised visions of yourself being idolised by the masses and being unhealthily wealthy.

I spent most of the eighties and early nineties being pretentious and flighty, convincing myself that fame was an inevitability and with it would come the glitz, glamour and torrents of money.

Don't get me wrong, I worked hard at the creative side of things, but countless hours 'living the dream' in recording studios, in various musical incarnations, resulted in nothing more than elaborate audio-phonic ornaments. I'd play the tapes to a few friends and send a handful off to 'the majors' and sit back and wait for success to come knocking. It simply doesn't work that way.

Succeeding in the music industry, with the fewest of exceptions, requires proper hard work and immeasurable commitment to things that are anything but glamorous, exciting or even, at times, rewarding. That's where I fell down.