I started this blog in 2013 with no clear destination in sight ,because it seemed like a good way to occupy myself, because writing was one of the things which I most liked to do and I wanted to try to get better if I could . I'm still at my desk writing pretty much on a daily basis thirteen years on and haven't run dry quite yet and don't intend to.
A lot has happened to me in terms of my life in the meantime but that's not why I write here. This is not an exercise in emotional bloodletting, angst ot grief or distress. I don't really like that kind of writing or engage in those kind of exercises if I can avoid doing so.
The records I like most are the ones that show you a whole vision, an imaginative universe to inhabit and feed on. Losing yourself for forty minutes or so in an entirely plausible alternate terrain and topography that you'd never have imagined possible. I have one today.
I've just bought The Strawbs Grave New World on the Newcastle Quayside and now I'm sitting listening to it in my living room on loop as the world turns and the afternoon thickens and drifts ito Sunday evening. Grave New World beckons you into a world as belessed and magical as the happiest childhood memories. A sylvan grove to pause and billow and spread the quilt for repast in the best imaginable company.
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