I know that there has been a lot of talk about me releasing my back catalogue of classic (though dreadfully out of date) recordings just like The Beatles are reported to be considering but have denied that they will be doing so.

So I have decided to give my side of the story and what I have to say now is this. Although, just like The Beatles, my back catalogue has been carefully and expensively digitally re-mastered this has been done for no reason what so ever in particular, just for pleasure in fact.

Like The Beatles I don’t intend to cash in on the pent up demand for my wonderful digitally re-mastered recordings and I am appalled to hear that some tin pot outfit in Santa Cruz is selling these little wonders at the ridiculous price of just 25 cents, furthermore I would like to state that if my record company were to release our marvellous digitally re-mastered catalogue officially it would cost at least five times more I can promise that now.

My own company Cat Corps have been in negotiations with various web based digital music stores and to date they just won’t agree to give us not only what we want but what we think we deserve, which is too much. You have to remember that my entire back catalogue of wonderful music was carefully written by others and it costs an absolute fortune to keep that secret oops!

Finally I have to say that the boys in the band and I were hoping that the release of our terrific music digitally was going to keep us in our old age at a time when it is difficult for us to make music or though some would say that I have been doing that ever since I went solo with with my progressive rock band Chicken Wings.

I recently heard a very sad story and I would like to share it with you because I don’t want it to happen again. Don’t worry this clever Cat knows that all of you humans have short attention spans and so the story is brutally short.

The other day I got a tearful email from a rather young girl after she had been to my amazing website www.thecatsdiary.com to see the snow. She said that her friends had told her that she wasn’t allowed to go back as often as she wanted to so that she could worship me properly.

I would like to quash any rumours before they spread from the dripping tongues of the unworthy by stating here and now that you can go to my website as often as you like to worship me. As a star some say I need to be worshipped and although I wouldn’t go to those sort of Brad Pitt lengths I do rather like the adoration. And remember a trip to my website doesn’t cost you anything, now isn’t that exceptional value – I should say so!

Purrs from,

The Cat