And accused of bringing the dark weather with me again. Down in Brighton for the Long Progress Bar event, where I am lurking in the back channels by request. Slightly painful in places after an ill-advised last whisky at midnight. But feeling filled. Real conversations with real artists is doing me good. We will see how today goes, and whether or not the microphone set-up for recording these conversations works. For now, though, espresso and watching this most wonderful town go by.