Category Archives: Writing

One hand on a remote Control, a joystick, a keyboard,  a touchscreen, itching with a need to turn over stones. Nothing ever matches up, but I feel so wired up that the urge to carry on searching wins every time. To begin I have to talk about how uncomfortable my disinterest in a recent discoveryContinue reading “Nothing New under Digital Rain”

It doesn’t feel like we’ve had a summer for years now. Climate Change may or may not be making July/August wetter, but this plays only a small factor in the loss of summer, if any at all.  Even when the sun beams down the colour looks faded. The taste is gone. All the more recognisableContinue reading “Lost Summers: Stories From Forgotten Space”

I must first of all explain how I was alerted to these lyrics from The Fall’s track Frightened, it’s only fair: via a great Youtube lecture by Mere Pseud who referenced them with a not-too-dissimilar-intent as my intent. But when I heard him echo the lyrics to his lecture audience I thought: that’s my lifeContinue reading ““I spend hours looking sideways, to the time when I was fifteen””

“They keep calling me” Amidst the pretty stark turbulence I experienced as 2015 began I became obsessed with trying to write something about Joy Division’s eternal-presence in my life. But I never got anywhere, convincing myself it needed to be a project of  a sizable, I-know-everything-about-Joy-Division, quality due to the task of writing about oneContinue reading “This Is Not a Top Song List: My Life Through Joy Division Tracks”

Relatively recent BBC4 documentaries regarding popular music from the 1970’s to the early 1980’s have once again got me fixated on that I would call the pivotal moment in leaving a world that believed in the future into becoming one that is incredibly despondent, yet whilst being lit-up with an end-of-the-world-selfishness to paper over theContinue reading “‘Another Lonely Night. Stare at TV Screen’”

I wrote this over a year back, but I have re-posted it as I feel it’s the most sufficient thing I have on me to try to persuade people away from allowing their misery-filled hearts to guide them into re-electing the Tories. I beg you to watch this entire film tonight before you go toContinue reading “The Parasites of Pessimism 2015”

How the command to have perpetual good times causes its opposite During the time I have kept this blog I have found myself annually writing a pretty messy and uncontrollably pessimistic piece around this time of the year, usually titled Crash-Landing of One’s Life at The End of The Year. This year [yes!] “to saveContinue reading “Share the Pain”

Being entombed in your own self-centeredness is not at all pleasurable, believe me. It’s a lonely prison cell, where the pass-code for exit is constantly altered, vapourising escape plans. But the likelihood is, if you’re a decade or so younger than I, you know exactly what I mean already. I can’t be sure I’m rightContinue reading “Entombed in Self-Centredness”