culture consumption: march 2018;
Right, where was I before I so rudely interrupted myself: Movies. I’m kind of famous for having huge gaps in my knowledge of cinema. I preferred books, and my own company, to films growing up,…
View PostRight, where was I before I so rudely interrupted myself: Movies. I’m kind of famous for having huge gaps in my knowledge of cinema. I preferred books, and my own company, to films growing up,…
View PostI cannot over-state how excited I am to have spent a weekend in my own bed, with no deadlines and nowhere to be, free to have as many and as long lie-ins as I like.…
View PostA simple piano line. A gentle bit of synth. Leif Vollebekk hasn’t even opened his mouth yet, and I’ve fallen in love. I’d agreed to come down; partly because a lovely PR I’ve been working…
View PostI feel as if I spent most of this (last) year listening to albums, at the expense of falling in love with songs. It sounds counterintuitive, but it’s also the thing that I was most…
View PostHave I mentioned that the period between Christmas and New Year is my favourite time of the year? I’m lucky in that, an emergency period in retail notwithstanding, my last two jobs have been of…
View Post2016: the year I stopped listening to men. Unless they were called John. Or Bruce. Or Frank or Ryan or Brian. Yes, of course I’m exaggerating for dramatic effect. But, as I wrote in my…
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