25th October

25th October

I logged into my emails this morning and it wasn’t too bad. The worst thing that happened was that my fucking Outlook outbox hadn’t sent some of the emails from my last day before holiday so some of those emails went out today including long detailed handover notes. None of it was that bad apart from the one to Wally about Nando’s didn’t send so when it sent I had to phone him immediately to deal with aftermath. The ‘after-Wally’. The The Label Upstairs throne has been returned now.

Ketflix have sent back their memes and they look hilarious. The Humans of the Sesh guy is so thick as pigshit I don’t think I am going to bother following up with him.

Róisín micromanaged me again, I’m losing my shit over it at the moment and had a big rant to GF after work whilst we were carving a pumpkin (in the shape of the cry-laugh emoji). With fangs (on the insistence of GF). 

I’ve become a vegetarian during the week and it’s fucking hard to stay full up at work. 

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26th October

26th October


DaBossmen were in the office briefly today but I hid in one of the meeting rooms until they left. 

Everyone in the office keeps watching this video of Stefflon Don at some music awards where her mic is mixed really loud and the backing track really low so it makes sound completely ridiculous. It’s literally on a different screen on full blast every couple of hours with a different crowd around it laughing. Sully asked me if I could make a virtual soundboard of it but I’ve got too much work to do at the moment. 

I’ve started seeing the shoe as pink and white and it’s really freaking me out. 

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27th October

27th October

I had to attend a Vagabonds video shoot because everyone from the video production department had the Music Video Awards the night before and didn’t want to commit an early start because of their hangovers. Video team said they had tried to move the shoot purely because of this but couldn’t do so which seems pretty selfish but fair play I respect it. The shoot took place in this wild house in Enfield that hadn’t been redecorated since the 1970s and was used for film sets. I met the Vagabonds themselves for the first time and they actually were really nice guys, a fucking polar opposite of the last indie band I’ve had to deal with. The lead singer of Swaggerknights has an uncanny ability to make you feel uncomfortable just sharing the same room as him. The others made an effort to be fair. It does make all the difference knowing I’m not going to be working hard for a bunch of pricks over the next 6 months. Vagabonds singer made lots of jokes about bowls of cocaine and the 1970s which I did enjoy. They have this gothy girl for a management assistant, kind of like a female Noel Fielding and she had good banter didn’t get her name properly though. 


There was a big hoohah from the legal department because there were loads of old Vagabonds tour posters on the wall of the video shoot and legal wanted us to get clearance from every single graphic designer to use them. It wasn’t my problem, luckily. 

28th October

Saturday 28th October

Someone in the office group chat took a photo of a Island Records craft beer. They have their own craft beer. We discussed doing a Pangaea gin briefly. 

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Sunday 29th October

Sunday 29th October

I’m trying to do a social media detox so I’ve logged out of my main Twitter and I’m using my second account but unfollowed everyone except GF so that I can still click on Twitter links if I need to for work. I’m still gonna post Instagrams but I will try my best not to scroll. Facebook can fuck off, that’s pretty easy. 

GF managed to get the Oompa-Loompa theme tune in my head and there’s a dwarf at work upstairs and now I’m really paranoid I might humm it when he walks past. 

Hopefully now the DaBossmen EP is out, Róisín will get off my case about doing pointless content shit that doesn’t actually sell anyone any records. 

Monday 30th October

Monday 30th October

I keep thinking Róisín is on my back on shit but then realise she isn’t at all and is actually being quite nice and friendly. Maybe it’s me who is shit at my job after all? Food for thought. 

We have an absolutely top of the range set of speakers and subwoofer in our boardroom powered by a decade old PCs audio output. Everything we listen to, including all new music played to the whole company sounds utterly horseshit. No one seems to want to fix it. 

Tuesday 31st October

Tuesday 31st October

There is a story in the tabloids about [redacted] claiming to have ended up in one of DeepVoice’s session musician’s bunks and everyone was discussing it in the work group chat. I told a story I heard about her sucking off a big music agent for coke which I quickly regretted. The plot thickens a bit because someone upstairs has just split up with her boyfriend because she slept with one of the Deepvoice session musicians and had to admit it to him after someone found out.

My mate is on tour with them doing merch and he told me Deepvoice was having some heated conversation on the phone about it but it transpires that apparently [redacted] only passed out alone in one of the bunks. It doesn’t really make her as much of a party animal as she claims. Pretty fucking sad for an awards party coke slut. 

A VR company came in to the office and let us try their new goggles product and all I could think of was how it is going to revolutionise porn. And that the world we’re living in could quite easily be a simulation. 

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Wednesday 2nd November

Wednesday 2nd November

In our one-to-one Róisín said I have to work on Twocker and she obviously thought I would be excited but in actual fact he was a complete asshole to me on several occasions a few years back and the music I’ve heard through meeting room doors sounds utterly dogshit. Also if Leyla is working it, it will be difficult because she thinks I am useless and half does my job for me. I like Leyla because she is lovely but my preponderance to slack isn’t compatible with her way of working. 

I was banging my head against the keyboard most of the day because The Vagabonds management assistant Izzy kept changing her mind on the copy of the emails I have to prep, an absolute ballache to keep editing back and forth between management and the CRM team. She made us edit the CRM team’s copy which is yet another case of the dog wagging the tail again. The idea that a management assistant is better placed to word copy on an email than the seasoned digital marketing experts in the email team is a microcosm of everything that is wrong with music industry marketing. 

It’s the pedantry that gets me too. I am not making this up, she made us edit an extra ‘x’ kiss at the end of the band’s personal message to their fans because there were only four kisses and there are five band members. Part of me would love to run an A/B test on four versus five kisses and see which one earnt us more direct revenue.

Fuck off Izzy x x x x

Wow You’ve made it this far…

Wow, you’ve made it this far…

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