Awww…

Awww… Just had a session cancelled. A rare occurrence. This was last week. But I just now had three great days with Birdy, nobody cancelled, and we got three finished songs that I love. (Not to mention that if I were completely honest, I’d say that I actually enjoy cancelled sessions, as long as I find out early enough that I don’t have to commute there and wait around. Cancelled days feel like naughty, free time. Wrote my best song last year in New York on a day that Lily Allen ditched me without warning. I almost owe her thanks.)