Category Archives: creativity

A Hunger Artist

Carry on coughing. All the way the the coffin. Alternate that with sleep which ends whenever sweating becomes too uncomfortable or the dreams of Doctor Who stuff (which I love) are interrupted by anxiety shit about losing my car or … Continue reading

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That Georgia’s Always On Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Mind

Noises. I make them. Mostly strings of invective and scatological outbursts but sometimes noises of dubious musical merit. I’ve been working on a new version of a song from a decade ago as the recording I made back then was … Continue reading

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So I Turn Myself To Face Me

The Diana anniversary stuff interests me in an entirely personal as well as a wider cultural sense as it reminds me that twenty years ago I was in the cusp of a huge emotional and mental breakdown which was to … Continue reading

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And So Peaceful Until

Quiety quiety not much ado about nothing or naught. That’s been most of my weekend. I’m connected to the world I want to be connected to, am content in my semi-withdrawal (papal approved) and the only sadness comes from the … Continue reading

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We Are Your Overlords

Wednesday is not a dandified cocktail of a day. If you have no idea what I even mean read the previous post and still have no idea what I mean but realise I like the phrase so much I have … Continue reading

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Smoke And Goldeness

My sore throaty voice place continues to make me sound like I’m having my larynx scraped by tiny oesophageal dredgers, all made of razors and thorn. Allegedly this means I am emitting sexy sounds. Personally I think I couldn’t be … Continue reading

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No Direction Home

Wanderlust: the desire to hike, if you want to get all Middle High German on the motion, which too few people do these days. It’s a word that came up in conversation with my son during our travels last week. … Continue reading

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