I was commissioned to write a song about the issues surrounding mothers and their children playing video-games. Apparently there are quite a lot of issues. Such as mums finding games too violent, over-stimulating, and addictive; and mums wondering whether to let their kids play in their rooms unsupervised or take over the living room with all the noise and technology that goes with gaming. I found it a pretty challenging song to write, and by the end I was overwhelmingly siding with the mums!

It's been a little while since I've visited these shores with tails of music and song and videogames. But behold, I return.

After the austerity of the ashram it's time for some luxury. Like the next chapter in some strange videogame we leave in style on a houseboat made out of bamboo. It's gorgeous; little en suite bedrooms; sofas on deck; a round dining table where we're served the most amazing keralan food by our onboard chef. There are six of us now as my sister has joined us. I can't quite describe how excited I am by this - she's travelling around the world, and the next three weeks will be all I see of her this year.

December, South East England, snow falls and with games fading from my mind I'm attempting to get to Heathrow airport, which is a mere two hours from my parent's house. All trains and buses are cancelled. The whole of Gatwick airport is closed.

There is good news and there is bad news. Which would you like first?

Gamecity was an absolute joy from start to finish. Its like belonging to a big family where everyone is welcome; uber-geek gamers, postmodern post-gamers, extremely talented game designers, and the normals walking off the street looking for ice-cream. Not sure which of those categories I fall into, but I spent the entire time like a hyper-active child, eagerly chatting to everyone as if I havent seen human-beings for the last ten years of my life.

I have just accepted a project that may well rival the Yahtzee love-song challenge. On Friday 29th October 2010 I shall be composing an original score LIVE to Adam Saltsman's new game, as it is being created, in front of the entire GameCity Festival audience.

I was distraught when they told me I had to move my studio out of the little stone cottage. I had been there for a year and I had made nearly all my escapist tunes there.

I was in the woods, walking daisy dog. She went nuts on a particular patch of dirt, sniffing like there was something down there she really wanted, she was going for it, jumping on it, digging the earth away with such urgency and perseverance.

Writing the song for Yahtzee was the hardest thing I have ever done creatively. If I hadnt repeatedly promised it to everyone Im pretty sure I would have given up. Why would anyone in their right mind put themselves up for such a challenge?

Secretly I have discovered that Rebecca Mayes has hit the national UK papers. A text from a friend: Nice review in the Guardian. An email from my brother: Congrats on the piece in the Independent. It's all news to me. Seems I need to set up google alerts on my own name. How disturbingly narcissistic.

I took a risk with this video. I chose to show you myself in a way that reflected my understanding of Heavy Rain, and a big part of that is armpit hair. Not the sort of connection that most people make I grant you.

The Machine is the second in a trilogy of songs reflecting on gaming in general. The first being The Mirror. It is my personal challenge to entitle the third song The (something beginning with M), which does limit things rather.

I am prancing about my garden dressed as an alien, filming my Silent Hill video. Next door two builders are busy at work building an extension. They see the ufo flying by and think nothing of it. Later I come out dressed as a normal human being and they wolf-whistle me. What does it mean, thinks the alien. She does a little bit of research.

Rebecca Mayes is doing something entirely new - releasing her debut album. 'The Epic Win' is out 28th May and brings together her collection of now famous videogame song-reviews.

It is all go here at Muse Studios. I have spent all week mixing and mastering the tracks for the album (yay! I'm releasing an album). It is amazing to me that I have made 17 songs since I've been with the escapist. That's a lot of songs.

Dearest fans, I am writing to ask you for your help in promoting my album.

I sat down with This Is My Joystick and addressed their enquiries...

I sat down with Gamerzines and answered their delicate queries...

I sat down with Beefjack and answered their probing questions...

My budget for making movies is three pounds per film, I usually spend it on donuts. For my Mass Effect 2 review I bought a roll of white bin liners and some cellotape. I taped myself into the costume (as documented on camera) and walked up and down the road loading my car with instruments.

Well well well. I thought. I will be good at this game. Oh yes. My hands have been practicing all their little lives for this moment. I'll invite all my friends over and shrug my shoulders modestly whilst they marvel at my dexterity.

Walking around and pointing a camera at yourself is embarrassing. Especially when you're pushing a bike and you're dressed as a soldier. I live in a small town and people are starting to recognise me as that girl who dresses up and walks around pointing a camera at herself. She must be incredibly vain, and what does she do with those videos anyway?

A few weeks ago I had the following message from my 13 year old brother.

I like the title of this game. I like the impact such a small word can have, what it stirs up, and how it makes one squirm a little. Especially if you're English. I like things that make the English squirm.

I'm taking you on a little trip down memory lane to my review of Wolverine Uncaged. I must admit, I haven't seen the movie. The reviews of it were so bad and as much as I love Huge Jackman, the two hours of my life were too precious. It seems people agree that in terms of storyline the game is a lot better than the movie, so that's one thing in its favour.

Dear listeners, it's always lovely to hear from you, and I've had some people email to ask what instruments are used on my songs so I thought I'd fill you in.

One day I was sitting at my computer, idly searching the net and generally procrastinating from creating something fabulous and meaningful when a little email dropped into my lap. It was from a producer at the BBC. Asking me to write a song for the program Gameswipe. My god, how did this happen, somehow Charlie Brooker had come across my humble little tunes.

Welcome to behind the scenes at the making of Rebecca Mayes Muses Batman Movie. I spent a whole day making costumes. Cutting up cardboard and bin liners (yes it is a garbage-bag batman cowl and cape), designing top hats, and getting covered in purple paint.

Bionic Commando, bit of a tricky customer this fella when it came to lyrics. I found it boring, pretentious and disappointing. Yawn.

After getting so many suggestions and ideas from you all for my songs and what to review, I thought I'd open the floodgates - just a crack - to see what comes tumbling through.

Spilling the beans on my Ghostbusters lyrics got me thinking about what might have been. Ghostbusters connected me to childhood memories of TV Ghostbusters and with that came all those feelings of potential, big dreams, saving the world, having your whole life ahead of you.

Hello gamers, yesterday I headed up to Nottingham to be part of Gamecity, my first ever gaming festival. I had no idea what to expect. I was full of excitement, even though I discovered on the morning of the gig that my guitar wasn't working (something wrong with the pick-up for the guitar nerds among you).

Hello listeners, I thought Id keep you up to date with lyrics, starting with the first song I did for the escapist; The Sims 3 on PC and Mac. I had loads of crazy ideas for that song.

Rebecca Mayes checking in again. So my song-review of Velvet Assassin is up. It's not a great game on any level. I make two vague criticisms about it in the song; that the nazi's can sometimes see you when you're well hidden; and that you can't use guns to win (try it). Maybe that's not even a criticism.

Welcome to my new blog. I thought I'd let you in on a few of the secrets that go on backstage in the world of Rebecca Mayes. Amidst the cups of herbal tea and tuneless whistling there may or may not be a few items of interest for your bi-weekly consumption.