Foreign
These are no longer my thoughts, My actions, my words, movements, Feelings. They come from that Foreign force within that hijacks, Has always, my body, my being, When there is… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
These are no longer my thoughts, My actions, my words, movements, Feelings. They come from that Foreign force within that hijacks, Has always, my body, my being, When there is… Continue Reading
The Prime Minister The quality… There is no mercy. Of… No compassion. Caring for… Nor caring. Our fellow citizens… The dead and dying. We all stand together… Some more… Continue Reading
Back on the #MastoPrompt trail. Journey Our mother would hurry us to bed Amidst the scent of bacon sandwiches The night before that long journey, Always at the same time… Continue Reading
A really eclectic mix this week. Great shouty and sweary stuff, and some more reflective pieces. And one particularly brilliant ska/reggae fusion one. You’ll just have to go find them… Continue Reading
Here’s the playlist from #NewMusicFriday from yesterday. A 73-minute show. Perhaps I talked too much. You Know Who – Death Wish Tidemann og Gud – Verdens Beste Land SOAPBOX –… Continue Reading
16 songs in 65 minutes. Including 4 minutes talk time. Not bad. These are the great songs I played yesterday. Gen & The Degenerates – Kids Wanna Dance Kate Dineen… Continue Reading
Following on from my post a week or so ago, things have moved more quickly than I thought. I’ve listened to many programmes about Annie Nightingale, listened to a few… Continue Reading
When I was a teenager at school, I remember reading a slogan on someone’s bag (probably a girl I was unrequitedly in love with) – I’d rather follow than lead someone… Continue Reading
There is a certain irony that, less than a week after I gave up my #NewMusicFriday show on Radio Stradbroke, Annie Nightingale, the second-most seminal Radio One DJ in my… Continue Reading
On My Own as I read A Man Called Ove I stare at the emptiness that was you, And try to put you back together From bits of memory and… Continue Reading