Track 8 of Future Ghosts.
london my lovesong
that ever sings itself
what are my needs?
laptop
sketch pad
wheat field
she curve
nothing else a fret for
plastic howl of
grave-bright stars
twin trees carve
their velveteen
gimme…
Read moreDec 29, 2015
Track 8 of Future Ghosts.
london my lovesong
that ever sings itself
what are my needs?
laptop
sketch pad
wheat field
she curve
nothing else a fret for
plastic howl of
grave-bright stars
twin trees carve
their velveteen
gimme…
Read moreDec 13, 2015
Track seven of Future Ghosts.
swept by
fingers sing
my should have been
her taut
her stray
her season
what wilds her
that's where
i want to be
bind moon
sine swift
feral light
where was she
when i…
Read moreNov 28, 2015
Track six from Future Ghosts.
night is collected in your room
you breathe its rhythm
dead lots
moonsong
taste
of your lips
these memories
are no longer mine
-
you window-watch
out there;
trees
brick
lawn
so still
suburbia…
Read moreNov 7, 2015
My text God, Love, Money & Other Snares has been published at Bougainvillea Road Lit Mag. Read it here.
You can also hear me reading this text, with music, here.
Currently reading: The Rise Of Islamic State -…
Read moreOct 28, 2015
Track 5 of Future Ghosts.
she is 1995
a ribbon
a chime
a dust-cut mirror
silver-lined
as star-tips mine
my glass
in berlin time
This was written 25 April 2014, and posted on my Twitter feed that day. Musically…
Read moreOct 15, 2015
Track 4 of Future Ghosts.
day to day
hour to hour
second second
all i do is circus
-
in my suffering
who is the sufferer?
it happens to me
it afflicts me
but i am stood aside;
i…
Read moreOct 8, 2015
The third of my track-by-track looks at Future Ghosts. I'll try to post these more frequently, if only to get them all done before my next album - currently in progress - is finished and released.
sometimes feel as…
Read moreSep 18, 2015
The second of my track-by-track looks at Future Ghosts
another twilight
put through the human thresher
wine
laughter
the peaked meat
of matter
how many remain?
how much longer?
night pushes open the door
leers and sharpens knives
we run…
Read moreAug 28, 2015
While I finish off other projects (both textual and audio) I thought it would be interesting to post a track-by-track look at my last album, Future Ghosts. Here's the first, The Side-Effects Of October.
the alchemy of skin…
Read moreJul 26, 2015
My spoken word-with-music album Future Ghosts is now available for download, and has its own dedicated page on this website here.
Currently reading: Britannia BC - Francis Pryor
Currently listening: Near Earth Orbit - Near Earth Orbit