I was reading about fathers who write memoirs that barely mention their own family. I don’t often write too much about mine because it feels private and personal and also that is the part of my life that contains my strongest...
Tada! This is my new EP – six songs exploring themes of climate destruction, ageing, genocide, tyranny, loss and self immolation for art. I recorded all the songs myself at home, in the hall and the bathroom, over a few weeks...
There’s an Elliott Smith song I’ve been trying to learn for a while now, called Son of Sam. The studio version which opens Elliott’s figure 8 album has a nice video directed by Autumn de Wilde (there is a funny story...
After my India trip I had the idea that what the world needs is more quiet places, like Ramanasramam, and that I could turn the farm into a big contemplative garden. I had a fanciful idea of some kind of meditation...
I have so many disconnected thoughts right now. One is that our path through life is just like that of a quantum particle – we subtly interact with the other versions of our self that ‘might have been’. Reading Nagarjuna i...
For a long time whenever i meditate i have wandered in my mind back to Arunachala, the holy mountain in Tamil Nadu, India, which i visited when i was 19. The mountain, and the Ramana Ashram at its foot, have stayed...
Watched the eclipse of the moon the other night, the ‘blood moon’. Mel took a photo through the telescope (below) as ‘Brain Damage’ played and I thought about whether i should buy that Moog synthesiser I’d seen on ebay that morning....
I began writing my memories in this post, and i think i’ll put down some more though it is a very messy state right now. my first three years were at Farrer Primary, a small public (government) school in the newish...
My life in the last few weeks has passed over a crucible of some kind, a big reset, and perhaps the world has too, another junction like the ‘singlularity‘ which i imagined that i noticed a few years ago, at the...
At the hour of midnight on 1 January 2000 I was up a tree outside the Tate Modern, watching the fireworks shot from a barge in the Thames bursting through the smoke and London fog. I had become separated from my...
I am sitting at home, Rose on the bed beside me, listening to covers of Leonard Cohen’s ‘Avalanche’ on soundcloud. I think the best one i like is by someone called Dalanie Taylor who seems to be from Arkansas – she...
