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Again, bits and bobs of writing from my book, or splatterings of songs I am busy penning. ** The role of Mother even if stumbled across carelessly is a reverent one. In the earlier days names of their unborn children was discussed on nights where the moon was at her fullest only. And with […]
We’ve heard it all before: let go of your past or you will be doomed to live there. Or just move on already!. All the clichés about letting go annoy me because they are so true! But bladdy hell, it is one of the hardest things to do. Here’s my crazy logic. I know how […]
This was written in early May after my friend Douglas passed… My friend died a few days ago. I am still trying to come to terms with what I experienced, seeing a man I love being reduced to skin and bones. At the end Doug looked like a holocaust victim and there was nothing any […]
Just sharing some scribbled thoughts. I always carry around a notebook and can usually be found writing. Some of these thoughts become music, others formed part of the book I wrote. ** There are people you will find, and who will find you – for who love is the only answer. Love in all its […]
A few weeks back I posed the question, “Why do we create music or Art for those who are unworthy of our affections?” I managed to rustle up an adequate answer, steeped in a trash can spirituality of my own making. We do so in the hopes that the object of our affection will deem […]
One of my favorite poems. Siren Song BY MARGARET ATWOOD This is the one song everyone would like to learn: the song that is irresistible: the song that forces men to leap overboard in squadrons even though they see the beached skulls the song nobody knows because anyone who has heard it is dead, and […]
All my issues in relationships can be traced to three men. Three men I have never met but adored nevertheless. John Black from Days of Our Lives, that smart talking, over sharing culprit Pacey from Dawson’s Creek and beautiful Ben from the TV show Felcity. Those three men have caused innumerable problems in my life. […]
I love vintage clothing and anything that has a bit of a story to it. I don’t need a reason to wear two specific items on stage – my Mother’s ring and my granny’s blue bauble necklace. My Mother’s ring has not left my finger for the last few years. A reminder to be true […]
This podcast deals with creativity – some ideas, misconceptions and a call to always remain curious.
I can’t be trusted in clubs. Soccer clubs, rugby clubs, chess clubs, gay clubs. Not because I am a shameless flirt who loves whiskey. No, no, I am a shameless storyteller who is always collecting people and their stories. So while I might enjoy myself terribly, flinging my hands in the air and grinding at […]