ZEN AND THE ART OF THE CELLO
“There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is always something to see, something
SO SWEET IS THE TORMENT
Sometimes, I find myself having a pronounced sense of déjà vu when hearing a piece of music on the radio.
A FISTFUL OF DYNAMITE
So on Saturday night at Wembley Stadium, Daniel Dubois sent Anthony Joshua packing to his garden of flowers, though the
WILL YOU SEE ME IN THE END?
Continuing with my rainy day Monday playlist theme, I find myself warming up by a semi-crackling log fire, listening to
PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT
If this is my public I'm ready for you
If this is my public I'm turning
IN DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
WARRIOR ON THE BATTLEFIELD
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me, you're like a growing addiction that I
LOVE REALLY HURTS WITHOUT YOU
I was sitting having a coffee with my tourettic friend yesterday morning when Billy Ocean's "Love Really
YOU HAD TIME, ONCE
Well, there's a nip in the air again and the inevitable appropriation of Pumpkin Spice Lattes from across
FRENZY'S FANFARE
There's a wonderfully tonally incongruous title sequence to Alfred Hitchcock's late career serial killer movie '