For this instalment I struggled to find images despite there being plenty of options: lies; deceit; ashtrays; antiques; backstreet dive bars; dodgy pawn shops; filthy rozzers; unemphatic judges, to name but a few.
Eventually I opted for Riddler-esque question marks so as not to give away what it might be about.
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Since March I have socialised with four people; and one of those for only three hours (no doubt there are many who’ve had less than me). Interaction over the internet has become more prevalent in all aspects of life. In some respects this makes it easier; no one has to move off their butt to hang out. But lack of real contact and even seeing a face or thinking about what to wear out leaves gaping holes in a complete socialising package.
I’ve had severe problems (Spondylolisthesis) with my lower back since the age of twenty-four. Because of it being degenerative doctors dismissed there potentially being something wrong with the upper part too. After nine years a specialist in Bristol finally decided to get it x-rayed.
It’s such a cliché to ask a writer if they get and what they do about Writer’s Block. However, if you do have any good remedies, would love to know; have had it twenty years now, as the following ‘poetry’ goes to show.
Having tentatively recruited a drummer, David Wachsman was in the final stages of assembling and launching musical vision SÖNUS when Covid-19 and Lockdown struck.
Undeterred (and suddenly with a lot more time on his hands) he decided to learn anything he didn’t already know—a combination of tech, software and instruments—and go it alone.
Thoughts on Capitalism; an idea focused on nasty addiction to things like productivity, profit, progressive projections, promoting the private sector and persecuting the poor.
An ode to the power of positive posturing:
Image courtesy Krzysztof Kowalik
“Pre-empting the Covid-19 pandemic and ensuing lockdown, Guillotine Dream sequestered themselves in a gloomy cavern in order to create their second full-length opus Damaged and Damned. When this didn’t work, they decided to use a recording studio instead.” Continue reading
Timbuktu: located at the edge of the Sahara Desert nine miles north of the Niger River in the country Mali; though only so since incorporated into what France considered its colony of Mali in the 1890s.
Map by Joe LeMonnier.
Starting as a seasonal city it became permanent in the 12th century; from there soon a major—and so extremely rich—trade hub dealing in slaves, salt and gold in particular.
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A series on the subject of weather with emphasis often placed on the impact it can have on mental health.
