Category Archives: Music

Into Darkness

I am broken. Beyond the ordinary brokenness that comes with living with two chronic health conditions, beyond any hope of redemption from platitudinous anecdotes about how Chinese pottery is most beloved when it is most broken (and, significantly, fixed), to … Continue reading

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Rhythm-A-Ning

Bebop. It’s a word. If you were a hepcat you’d know it’s a word without me having to tell you. You’d also have a terrible gasoline habit, be a tremendous fire risk and plagiarise early Comic Strip dialogue. I’ve spent … Continue reading

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Twit Twit Twit Twit Twit Twit Twit

The sound of a hundred or so people chattering in twos and threes or larger groups is the sound of hedge sparrows with hobnail boots on. But at least there are still places where people congregate to talk to one … Continue reading

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How Cold My Toes, Tiddly-Pom

I’m told that if you venture outside into the Exeter lands today, you will notice snow happening to you. I’m told this but I cannot confirm it because I’m made of bed and asleep. I’m not even awake as I … Continue reading

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I Can I Can’t

I don’t like much about this week so far. Having a song rattling around my head in search of completion is the good part, the rest is highly debatable. In fact, scrub that, there’s no debate: the rest sucks arse. … Continue reading

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Zhuangzi Is A Chrysallis

Humans were so distressing yesterday that I’ve eschewed them today. The language snob in me has eschewed them because some of them won’t know what eschew means. The other seventy-eight percent of me just can’t cope with all that person … Continue reading

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Climby Up Yer Spout

Rain. There is rain. It splashes the ground but originates in the sky. This is the standard arrangement with rain. No need to phone Michael Fish. He’s retired anyway. And isn’t a real fish. He was just a weatherman. And … Continue reading

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