Producing a record for a talented former student who happens to work at little restaurant called McDonalds. So far the songs she has written are about her heart and relationships and they are very good but while talking the other day she told me about getting flak at work – not smiling enough. A male customer complained about it, apparently a thing she could be judged on by the boss. Sometimes I get a little wide eyed and say you have to write about this or that. I hope she realizes it would be very amazing and interesting and compelling to go in this direction. It would also interrupt the bullshit of an asshole slinging mud at her. A music supervisor freaked out on me recently because of something as important as the colour of my shoelaces. Now she is in a song on my next record.