This morning I woke up, full of piss and vinegar as the saying goes, having just had the best sleep in months, after a particularly nasty run of insomnia, lasting a couple of weeks this time. I’ve never been a great sleeper…it takes a lot to knock this “Eveready bunny” out; when the world turns off, the quiet jumps to life like a massive canvas to dream on and that’s often when my best creativity gets to work, that and in the very early morning. After getting the boy off to school at 7:15 and all the madness that that usually entails, I raced to my guitar, craving those strings so much after a weekend away without them. I’ve been working on the new tunes …