Thurma, Lord of the Droids, raises a child from the dead
hey, it isn’t every day i get to share work that i have had confirmed to me isn’t good enough (aren’t you lucky?) but today i am able – if not proud – to...
inclusion and representation, a free for all
for those interested in such things, the awards season is upon us again. i do like an awards bash (not as a participant, mind, it’s all far too glitzy for...
pop culture picks from ‘one of the best years ever’, economically speaking
a selection of things that moved me in 2023
Santa vs The Elves
Rebels without a Claus(e)
i will stream 500 times but i must stream 500 more
just to be the guy who got a favourite artist over Spotify's new threshold
receding here
performed live in New York, New York
keeping tabs on Morgan Wallen
... and is racism the new rock'n'roll?
endless nights with Phil Collins
imagine that...
Wasting time
A monologue lost to hypnosis
Lord Lloyd Webber: don't cry for this tory government
the truth is they never liked you
'Get out of my pub!' tribute
Hello, One day, I will make a serious art piece, I promise. But until then, I present to you the best EastEnders – and Peggy Mitchell (RIP) – tribute song...
Ed Sheeran's -: less than the sum of its parts?
maybe for some, but their opinions don't count
ai in pop music? sounds like a new kind of fan fiction to me
songwriters railing against ai software: 'is my art a pastiche to you?'
kill your heroes: a defence
a justification for this newsletter spin-off
Ambulance chasing
A monologue ruminating about the mysterious sudden deaths of some elders in a small suburban neighbourhood
A right royal fiction
An English prince goes 'Spare', as it were
Pop culture picks to cope with our chaotic decline
A selection of things that moved me in 2022, plus a self-audit of my creativity
Voting for Christmas
A rafter of farm turkeys debate the pros and pitfalls of voting for the festivities that await them
Bargain basement Britain
A finished tune for a finished country
Making love to the cry of Cbat, the robot dolphin
You never know which one of your songs will become a thing