Life can just plain suck, and you can get distracted with other things, but here I go again, and this. I will be playing is some really jelly stuff. The stuff you can smear all over yrself with. Some good ole Joe Meek. A british songwriter turned producer, He made some interesting space age sounds for the time(54'-67'). Unfortunately his fame was short lived and his neuroticism got the better of him(really into the occult, he'd set up tape machines in graveyards attempting to record voices from beyond the grave), until one day he finally killed his landlady, and then himself. Well there you go that's his story kinda but he had his moments.