01:01:23 The Fall are holding auditions at Rock Bottom Studios, so I decide to go along. When I arrive the group are a vast collection of known and unknown players; the room is crowded. I notice Joe F sat in a corner noodling about on a guitar. He is one of several guitarists and now … Continue reading dream diaries… 115
1 The frame is glazed with October hugging brick and black mackintosh, anvil noise, pedestrian crush. 2 Train-bent, late and suddenly lost, I search my face for tell tale signs. Pulp paperback roof for my head. 3 With pockets of galleon moths a jam jar collection of copper I thumbed The Road To Wigan Pier. … Continue reading I Thumbed The Road To Wigan Pier
Tuesday 23 November 2014 Crystal Palace I have marked out the bare boards in the front room with black masking tape. It is a rectangle (5m x 3m: van size). Everything that is coming north from here is stacked precariously within the space: cardboard boxes marked with felt tip - art, bedding, books, cds, cutlery, … Continue reading Notes From a Fragile Island…30
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