The Glass Age Diaries | December 9 2024 Here on the train platform there is a man with a bright orange cardigan and a sunshine yellow wheelie case. His rucksack is yellow and black like a bee on his back and the yellow stripes on his trainers complete his look. A girl...
Bob Dylan came to Wolverhampton for the weekend and I was blessed to be there and witness his performance tonight. We gave him a proper Wulfrunian welcome and he delivered in spades Calm, collected, no lights, no smoke, just songs ? On the surface, it’s just a blues...
Winter is such a wonderful time for year for writing and reflection – join Chris Cleverley and me as the Brierley Hill Winter Songwriters. We start this Sunday and there are 5 FREE sessions. Come to them all if you can, or book what you can. We’ll be writing,...
So last week I played live with my friend and collaborator Gustaf Ljunggren for the first time, following four years of studio based collaboration- both remote and in person. It was a life affirming, trust building (self and other) coffee swilling, carnival of a week....
What happened in London? People listened with intent. People sang along and smiled. Some people cheered. Some bought vinyl. The Finnish Church had a high ceiling, but enough wood to make it sound good. The piano was a big fella with a sound board that resonated like a...
