It’s not uncommon for the banter in a particular group chat I’m in with friends on WhatsApp to venture into the topical. In among the memes, meet up arrangements and band recommendations appear occasional news articles and even calls to protest. One buddy recently messaged about a lecture she’d attended given by Caroline Criado-Perez speaking about her … Continue reading The Tip of Matilda’s Iceberg
Cosmic Comfort
It was the soothing melodies of the Cocteau Twins flowing from the speakers in Shoreditch Town Hall that calmed my nerves last week. Frazzled by travelling in a blustery rain storm and weighed down by grief I felt strangely connected to the night’s event before the speaker had even taken to the stage. The space … Continue reading Cosmic Comfort
This Is Not A Drill
Climate change; are you sick of hearing about this? It wouldn't be surprising since this topic has been discussed for decades. Take a moment to think, the term Global Warming was coined in the seventies; that was over 40 years ago. I remember discussing the importance of recycling in school, which felt like it was … Continue reading This Is Not A Drill
The Library is Open
I was trying to remember the last time I trekked out to Wembley for a show, was it Roxette or Eddie Izzard? Clearly it was an age ago since I didn’t remember all the development that’s since occurred around the stadium and arena. Flats, a library and almost ubiquitous Boxpark have all sprung up making … Continue reading The Library is Open
The Story of An Artist
I think I saw it in an article, perhaps a sidebar or maybe even TV listing somewhere; it was the title that grabbed me: The Devil and Daniel Johnston. It took me months to get around to watching this 2006 documentary directed by Jeff Feuerzeig, back in the days of renting DVDs through the post, … Continue reading The Story of An Artist
Enough
On Monday night I checked on some news stories and what I saw shocked me. While it feels like everything is about to come tumbling down around us politically here in the UK, a sustained state of turbulence that has almost numbed me, a far more sinister act has shocked myself and many others awake. … Continue reading Enough
Dog Beach
Moving is the only time I seem to clear out unnecessary stuff; not that I’d call myself a hoarder, perhaps more of a sentimental ‘just-in-case’ keeper. Living in shared houses and studio flats meant my space was always quite limited, but moving into a bigger flat a few months ago gave me an opportunity to … Continue reading Dog Beach
