Monthly Archives: April 2011

highways, byways and way stations…

It’s a weird place this no man’s land, in transit, transforming, not-knowing, homeless and yet oddly free. Which I guess I pretty much am. Last week was deeply painful, I wept and howled like a tormented beast. It’s hard to … Continue reading

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‘your heart hurting…’

It’s no small irony this weekend, designed to celebrate death, should bear witness to the end of Dax and I. It’s no small irony the olive tree I saved in the hopes Dax might perform some botanical miracle to resurrect, … Continue reading

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‘besides, maybe this time is different…’

Yup, I’m still in music. When words are thin and I can’t begin to find a foothold on anything that makes the vaguest of sense, songs and symbols turn up to remind me of that great big beating heart at … Continue reading

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if it sparkles…

…it must be a gem! And the artist, My Brightest Diamond certainly does! The band elegantly combines rock with classical to beautiful effect. Shara Worden is the voice and songwriting genius and has collabrated with other artists, most notably The Decemberists (another highly recommend favourite)  in their rock opera, The Hazards of … Continue reading

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hair today…

Someone once said: ‘How can I control my life when I can’t control my hair?” How indeed… The way I see it, women’s hair (like those soundtracks I keep harping on about) is the equivalent of a Times Square billboard. … Continue reading

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congrats – you made my s**tlist!

Mondays are supposedly the bad ones but this Tuesday has been a right royal pain in the proverbial behind. Dax has me helping with his solar company’s audit and there’s a bleeding investor that is all but driving me to … Continue reading

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blomme, beer and boom…

Saturday blew in on the back of a black south easter as Dax dragged me out of bed to go buy orchids at the neighbour goods market in Woodstock. I find this market a little too busy and ‘affected’ but the … Continue reading

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as sleek as two black cats and a martini…

Any writer worth his syllables needs a muse, familiar or loyal companion. So where there is ink and a couple of quills, you’re as likely to find a cat and a bottle of whiskey. And, as the old English saying … Continue reading

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‘you got to know when to hold ‘em…’

…lyrics from Kenny Rogers’ “The Gambler” I’m sitting in a lovely little café in Constantia called Pastis, nibbling a club sandwich and sipping one strong espresso in a cup which wryly reads “some like it black”. TH is at home, it … Continue reading

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can our love..?

Right. I should be working. I should be writing. But, I’m drawn back into music. Of the opinion one can tell a hell of a lot about what someone is going through by the music they’re humming, I see songs … Continue reading

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