Tag Archives: Music

The Imperious Mystery Of The Way

It’s my last night in my own bed before I head off to that airport vicinity to stay in a hotel tomorrow night. Then Tuesday I think I’ll climb aboard a flying machine and get me to Californ. I. A. … Continue reading

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You Know I’d Give You Everything I’ve Got For A Little Piece Of Mind

Yuck. No, I haven’t just seen a Conservative Party orgy, I feel like yuck. Overnight I seem to have developed spacey yuckness in the brain place plus ouchy yuckness in the shoulder places plus scratchy yuckness of the eyes plus … 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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Move Him Into The Sun

The morning is crisp like an unbitten apple, waxy sunshine not quite reaching down to the bones. Beneath my feet the artificially aged floorboards of a wannabe hipster cafe which is nonetheless occupied by non-hipster middle-aged spreads and mumsy mums … 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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Outside It’s America*

If you sing that Bambi song about the drippy droppy April showers to the tune of ‘Summertime’ it’s ironic. And an accurate description of August in the UK. Europe has been basking in a heatwave so overwhelming that fears for … Continue reading

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Rockin’ Stroll

How many times have I stood at the crossroads, staring down one dust road after another, each as apparently featureless and yet fraught with hazard as the others, a song in my heart, a thousand fears in my mind, the … Continue reading

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