Monthly Archives: July 2013

Songs from the Peug

Since the demise of my faithful motor 18 months ago, one thing I’ve started doing way less is listening to whole albums. Public transport headphone listening somehow seems to discourage putting on a whole record and going start to finish … Continue reading

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FaceOmeter vs the Metropolis

(An excerpt from a strange manuscript, apparently for some kind of theatrical production, found during building work at Paddington) [Flourish, within. LONDON: In order to even leave my expensive, expansive sprawl, you must allow hours to get to the station. … Continue reading

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Of Flamingos and the Double Bass

After playing ping pong in a basement in Deal, Kent, the Dapper Swindler and I hopped onto a Javelin and sped back into the vertical concrete wilderness of Stratford International Station. We strolled the deserted Olympic legacy, caught a DLR … Continue reading

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Dogs on the Front

The sun’s beaming right down right now On to the beach where we once spread our things And though they’re long packed up and grown indistinct, The breakers continue to crash anyhow. We can’t see the tight fishing lines – … Continue reading

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