Hello. Some recent thoughts: at first jotted down; then jostled into some semblance of cohesion called poetry.
The story of how I found out one of the U.K.’s greatest recording studio’s best kept secrets; something any music tourist would probably prefer not know.
Flags and why the British one so often drives me nuts.
Hello, hello. With the current message from the powers that be so frequently being now is not the time for complacency, I can’t help but find myself harking back to the good old days when lack of care was king, dreaming of the glorious time it will be back again.
The last post looked at why reviews for products/services offered to self-publishers might be outright lies to not quite what they seem, and how to potentially spot them. This post looks at reviews for books and the shady goings-ons that can equally be found involved with them too:
