30 October, 2002

Came to work this morning primal screaming, you should try it sometimes. Didn't fancy music so I made my own, decided the tuneless, wordless drone I was singing could be used to better effect if I raised the volume and lowered the tempo and you know what? It was fantastic.
My mini was filled with this strange noise and my mouth was contorted and I think I may well be the vessel for a dead russian woman because it was definitely Eastern Block sounding.
It's great for the chest, is better than an aerobic workout and the feel good factor is immeasurable.
It could become a new craze, I should put out a video, with a bit of celebrity branding it will fly off the shelves at Asda.

CLARE BOURKE - YOUR EYES ARE SHARPER THAN A LEMON!

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