The Lorry and its load swerved wildly, swinging back and forth in front of me. I heard myself say “what?” out loud as my foot touched the brake pedal and I was re-assured to feel my car respond to this request, quickly followed by a brace for impact from behind that...
Post yoga, pre sound check. My eyes are open, my mind is open to the present moment. It occurred to me that perhaps I used to mask this with caffeine and alcohol. It’s very grounding to my same yoga routine, the one I do in Japan/at home. When you arrive at a new...
When I pulled into the Aspley Retail Park in Hemel Hempstead I knew I’d arrived and the gig had begun! It was 4:30pm and I felt a sense of relief that I’d managed to pop over the m25 before the drawbridge of congestion had been raised and swallowed me whole. Folks...
Full of gratitude to Katie and Matt at From The Whitehouse agency today for curating what felt more like a mini festival than a gig at Dartington Arts near Totnes last night. An eclectic bill saw India Bourne’s The Big Skirts choir begin proceedings in such a generous...
Dan Whitehouse – The Glass Age Isolated from his infant son (who was in Japan it seems) and restricted from making art during the global upheaval of 2020, Dan Whitehouse took solace in connectivity through digital space. A snatched zoom call, a message on instagram, a...
