Cover Me
In which I write something that someone else might one day write again, but it'll still sound the same...
I Can Hear Your House From Here
The New Deal
In which I address file piracy, and otherwise ramble on...
Happiness is a Warm Gun (Used to Kill The Muse)
In which I'm a little too content, and it probably shows...
Support Local, or Local Moves Away…
In which I give you at least one option to experience how much musical talent Birmingham has locally...
I’m On the Radio
In which I examine the creation and maintenance of a weekly radio show (see also: shameless self-promotion)...
What’s So Funny About …?
In which I teach the children a lesson -- one that many adults could use as well -- and discover that even my tolerance has…
Of these, hope…
In which I ponder pop music, and the alternative, and find a light in an unexpected place.
If you’re a festival head then you already know the plan…
In which I look at music festivals, and feel them looking back at me.
A Spring Clean for the May Queen
In which I remember the departed, still moving forward, ever forward...
Helpless
In which I find creation like gardening, and wish my thumb were more green than greenish-black...