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Eigg to Oban: a tale of three ferries
I was up on Eigg for Lost Map’s Howlin’ Fling festival – you can read my review of it up on the Morning Star website [1]. This blog post is about what happened after I left, covered in midge bites and having enjoyed all the island’s many tourist activities (amazing music festival, rocky outcrop walk,… Read more
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Existence is Resistance: My favourite signs at Brighton Trans Pride 2023
I didn’t have my phone with me, but I was down in Jubilee Square for the Trans Pride Protest March earlier today. It was a joyous but also very political gathering, as one might expect given the targeting and vilification of trans people by the fascists and their enablers in the establishment press. This being… Read more
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Renationalising Dolly Parton
A review of 9-5 – The Musical. This first appeared in The Morning Star. 9-5: The Musical The Polish Theatre, London, 4/7/2023 A lingering life regret: passing up the opportunity to go to Dollywood, the Dolly Parton themed attraction in the Tennessee Smoky Mountains. Driving past the gates, thinking: what madness lies within there? Plastic… Read more
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The Wheels Are Coming Off
Another demo. Lyrics happily explained to anyone interested. —- Carnard’s a duck without conscience It all acts like a sweet machine The input / output is unruly But has that keen positronic sheen And I’m not sure if this is real yet I hedge my bets oh either way You’re running late, you’re running empty… Read more
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Radiohead cover: Subterranean Homesick Alien
Full cover below. I particularly enjoyed messing up the penultimate chord. Read more
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The Ballad of Ms Doris Wu
I’ve written another demo. This one has actual lyrics and everything, which I shall post below to help me remember what they are. As always, I only really have one means of writing lyrics: utter stream of consciousness. Let it all hang out, I say. It’s been a while since I published an album of… Read more
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Brighton to Lewes (the scenic route)
“I shall again be coming to Lewes. But I may come over the Downs next time.” Those words were written last November, after cycling the recommended, direct route from Brighton, which takes one grimly along the edge of the thundering A27. The Downs route is more indirect but much, much nicer. First one cycles along… Read more
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Dinky
Another cat sitting gig, this time in Tooting. When sitting for wealthy, professional, liberal Londoners, the inside of their houses all merge together after a while. The same brand of ideologically well-meaning toilet paper. The same cook books. A piano for the children (the same children). The cats, though, differ. This latest one was sassy,… Read more
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Singing into the ether
Mid-afternoon sun. A piano. Three chords. Singing whatever comes into my mind. A heron. Read more
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