If auto predict is anything to go by, 95% of the population is gay and the remaining 5% is in denial. Write “is” and then a letter from the alphabet (see above) and bar pretty much the letter X – weird, because Xena, Warrior Princess has … Continue reading Yes. Kind of. No. Who?
There are a few instruments lying around this joint that I’ve never used. One’s a guitar I bought two years ago; positive Tommy Emmanuel would soon be eating my dust. I know three chords max, so he’s safe (for now). I had to drive all the way to Alexander Heights to get … Continue reading If you’re feeling impulsive, remember that the world could always use an extra tambourinist
I was thinking about a new blog category entitled ‘letters to…’ This was one I wrote to meatloaf a few months ago – I still haven’t heard back. Dear Meatloaf, Eighteen years ago, I bought one of the all-time classics of American rock; namely your 1993 masterpiece “Anything for Love.” Though … Continue reading letter to the loaf
I passed three of them yesterday – all as talented as tree stumps. One was dancing badly to George Michael, another one was balancing a plastic sword on her head that was thick and flat – more like a hat, and a sitar player who was playing to backing tracks. BACKING TRACKS. I shouldn’t be bagging … Continue reading Buskers are the new beggars