I tried to stand next to a tall person last Friday; thinking that I could secure a little bit of space around me with others less likely to attempt to push in and risk their view being obscured. My plan worked for all of 10 minutes when a group of friends in front of me … Continue reading Numan’s R(e)volution
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
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
A favourite destination of mine in Cape Town is Kirstenbosch Botanical Gardens. Open spaces, immaculately maintained natural vegetation and a tree top walkway providing incredible views over the city, all at the base of one of the world’s most famous mountains; a perfect place for education and energising one’s soul. Concerts are also held there in … Continue reading Garbage in the Gardens
A couple of years ago I attended a unique screening of Bjorn Tagemose’s Gutterdammerung at the Palladium which included, among the plethora of rock star cameos, an excellent sequence featuring Jesse Hughes of the Eagles of Death Metal (EODM). He looked familiar to me, and while I’d heard of the band, I wasn’t too familiar with … Continue reading Making a Bang!
A friend of mine once told me she loved attending events on a Sunday evening because she feels she’s extending the weekend, making the most of her time. I was inclined to agree since I often find myself spending half of my Sundays contemplating the impending responsibility of Monday and the upcoming week’s potential deadlines, not the best … Continue reading Under the Stars
I remember feeling a bit lost joining a queue outside a venue called Revolution I’d never been to in a town I’d just arrived in for my first and only visit. A friend and I had just been driven to Fort Lauderdale from Delray Beach by a colleague for a once in a lifetime opportunity, … Continue reading My Own Revolution