Archive for the 'Love' Category

“What do you mean you forgot the pesto sauce?”

Friday, November 2, 2007

Amazing space, a raindrop for every tear, an epic queen’s lament (we dare not speak her name): ‘Fear the bandanaed man,’ she cries.
Dragona Hartley’s Rose of Sharon, like a swallow hovering over the city, sweetly but darkly and out of context.
My friend thinks she may be a bat.
She hesitates not, however, to pencil in, like the [...]

God told me…

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

…that I’ve been neglecting my blog of late, so, to keep him happy, here’s a little snatch of a rather one-sided conversation about music I had with Jon Hilltown the other day:
‘I love it. Late at night I think about it. I slip a disc in it and I turn it on: it’s a darkness like [...]

After the Brits

Saturday, March 17, 2007

So, it’s been another slow year.
You know that feeling, when you’re the only one (I mean one, get it?) in a crowd to see a single magpie? Man, that’s a f**ker.
One for sorrow…
But why me. I mean, I’m in a crowd, you know? And it’s just me that gets the sorrow-vision?
It’s because I’m an atheist, [...]

Girl Alarm

Saturday, March 10, 2007

I know the girl in the bar by sight. Our eyes meet and I nod. Her phone rings. An odd ring-tone. Sounds like a klaxon. A car alarm. A smoke alarm. A personality alarm.
I sense that her life is on fire or overheating or being tampered with in some way. So we arrange to meet [...]

Diana Krall: “A case of you” video

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Some stellar but spare piano playing and a fantastic vocal performance on Joni Mitchell’s great song. Here’s to you Mrs Costello. She gave birth to twins on December 6. Congrats.

Death of a tree

Saturday, November 18, 2006

It’s her optimism that kills him. Makes him happy and desperate at the same time.
In the morning.
Saying goodbye.
He’s still in bed, waiting for the neighbours’ dogs to start up or someone out back to continue building that fence or begin chain-sawing that tree or kango-drilling that patio.
She breezes in: pink linen jacket. She looks fatter [...]

Pages from an old notebook

Monday, November 13, 2006

I remember a slum front room on a rain-broken morning. Weak sunlight filters through cracks in a raffia blind, throwing feint patterns onto a worn fireside rug.
A young woman sits on the rug with her knees drawn up supporting her face-down head. She’s crying. An occassional tear escapes and falls to the rug.
On a bed [...]

John Lennon – Love Music Video

Monday, August 28, 2006

This month in 1981, Mark David Chapman received 20 years to life for the slaying of John Lennon.
He is reputed to have worn a bullet-proof vest beneath his T-shirt in court when the sentence was passed down.
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Priceless comment

Friday, August 18, 2006

I was browsing the online version of the Scotsman newspaper the other day and came across the headline:
Three jailed after birthday party ends in frenzied cleaver attack
I read the report, which concerned Stephen O’Donnell, a young man in his late teens who, having been dumped by his girlfriend, becomes depressed and is subsequently prescribed prozac.
One [...]

Changed Forever

Saturday, August 5, 2006

And if you’ll see Andmoreagain                                  
Then you will know Andmoreagain
For you can see you in her eyes
Then you feel your heart beating.
And when you’ve given all you had
And everything still turns out
Bad, and all your secrets are your own
Then you feel your heart beating.
He died yesterday.
I can’t believe no one told me until today.