This week I was asked what my Desert Island Discs would be. Unfortunately, it wasn’t by Kirsty Young. For the longest time, I have thought about what my eight songs, one book and one luxury item would be if I were cast adrift on a desert island, but until now, nobody had asked me. The…… Continue reading Desert Island Discs.
I spend a lot of time thinking about the future. I imagine what I will be like in twenty, thirty, forty years time. I wonder how I will live, and where I will live, whether I’ll be happy or not. Those are the key details. Once you get those established in your head, you move…… Continue reading Turn that punk shit down Tchaikovsky!