The following article was submitted by Heart Shaped Circles:

Greetings green beans. Currently listening to Heart Of Black Science during a very music filled day. Overall, I’m having a positive outlook on things. On the majority, I’m hoping things will slowly start improving.

Although the last year has been somewhat the most boring, confusing, and loneliest one of my life, I’ve managed to get my arse out of bed sufficiently enough to seal a place at UCLan Univeristy. From what I know, it’s quite well respected musically. And from what I’ve seen and heard, they seem to have a great ethos on creating music with originality, thinking outside popular boundaries. So hopefully I’ll get to create sparse weird music and get a degree out of it. The £20,000 debt is a slight concern I guess, but there’s more important things than money. I want to look back on my life with no regrets. And if there were regrets, like the last year or so, I want them to be evident enough that I can appreciate the good. “The sweet is never as sweet without the sour” so the saying goes.

So, rambling on, I am doing music at UCLan, and finally, after about two and a half years of waiting, will have a band. Me and my Crewe friend are both going the same university, and we seem to click together unbelievably musically. Everything just naturally falls into place with ease, I’ve never known anything like it before. Just got to find two or three more people at UCLan that have a similar taste and attitude. But, me and my friend are putting together a small 3 Track EP during the summer. We’ve got one song nearly finished, its about nine minutes long, mostly instrumental, with huge drums, white noise, and sparse guitar melodies, with strings introduced near the end. I’m really happy with it, I can’t wait to replicate it live. My solo sets are boring as fuck.

My only fear is being able to afford to gig constantly (should we have the opportunity). Money is a great restriction in life if you don’t have it, and let’s face it, what students do? I’m just going to have to find a way round it, I’ll eat out of bins if I have to.

There’s another small fear of me half knowing my parents don’t want me to do this. They always go on about money this and money that. Mum has been pressing on me for four odd years to be a primary school teacher, or a nurse. Why, I literally have no idea, as I have never had a passion for either of them things. I think in five years or so there may be a huge fallout, if I’m not trying to get a ‘proper job’. But who knows, maybe I’ll be lucky and headlining Glastonbury by then

So, this entry has been a little pointless as I’ve rambled crap, as per usual. In a nutshell, Heart Shaped Circles is likely to become a small side project that I’ll just mess around with from time to time, a hobbie if you will. But I want to make one of them bands that just stuns you with its epicness and beauty, and I’m confident of doing it. I’m feeling the name ‘Animal Funeral’ for the band. I just need to clear that with my other band members that I’ve not met yet.

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