I am here but music takes me somewhere…I am here and music does nothing. This is just a short passage or two on music. I am here writing this and realising that both statements are wrong. I can’t speak for you but when I put on a tune I stay exactly where I am…physically inContinue reading “Somewhere…”

Just a quick procedure

It’s just a quick procedure. Won’t hurt a bit. You see we don’t like the way you think and feel and we have something that’s just the right fit for you. Middle Class. It will change you overnight. It will help you travel internationally on business class flights. It will mould you as you mouldContinue reading “Just a quick procedure”

Back To Normal

Whatever the fuck counts as normal. Crap music on the stereo. I am surrounded by YA authors. It is a truism that there is no shortage of talent in the world. But paradoxically there is also good will and a willingness to learn and to share. I’m sure that this breaks a law of economicsContinue reading “Back To Normal”

Nantes Rue Francoise. Sorry, Birmingham!

  ` Tablet carried… like a tablet before him and in the zone.Location known till we see it all back home. Our Christmas has begun as early as 1991! We’re having fun! (Of a tablet-toting family I saw during Christmas Shopping earlier today) The sound of music gives real cheer to the scene and althoughContinue reading “Nantes Rue Francoise. Sorry, Birmingham!”


I challenged myself to begin with an idea ‘repetition’. Where will this take me? Into the past. The past. (dramatic music) In the past, I wanted to change a lot of things from my lofty position in the world as a youthful twenty-something. I recall that it wasn’t enough to simply change something once. No, ItContinue reading “Repetition”

Delete This Post

There was once a room. And in this room was rap music. And at the other end of the universe there was another room. And in that room was rap music. At the End of The Universe there will be rap music. I live underneath on of them rooms So I constantly hear rap musicContinue reading “Delete This Post”

An Open Question To Bloggers Everywhere – You Will Never Meet The People Who Read Your Blog?

So, You will never read my blog again, Right? Wrong. You know you will never meet me? Wrong. You don’t care? Wrong. Someone tell me the answer. Isn’t it about self-expression? Probably not. Like a diary? Maybe. Someone tell me the answer love. It’s about self and the digital world. Is it about a legacy?Continue reading “An Open Question To Bloggers Everywhere – You Will Never Meet The People Who Read Your Blog?”