Monday, 19 July 2021


Accessing joy - however fleeting - seems to be a challenge in the current circumstances.

But Wild by Tourist kinda gives a wee sensation of it. Must be why it is the album title track.

And Spotify informs me that Tourist is one of my most played artists recently. Indicative of that search.

That might come off as maudlin, but genuinely, this track is beautifully lifting.

Wednesday, 23 June 2021

Barnes Blvd.

Some stripped back beauty.

I simply cannot explain just yet why this means so much.

But it does.

Monday, 14 June 2021

The Trouble With Me

I became and still am inexplicably attached to this track. It was part of a self-compiled playlist of upbeat dance anthems of yesteryear, and with long solo car journeys to provide end-of-life care the playlist lightened my heart in otherwise bleak circumstances earlier this year.

But something about this track in particular I simply cannot let go of yet.

And weirdly it either has me singing and dancing deliriously, or choking back tears and emotion.

Go figure, eh?

Absolutely belter, mind you.

Wednesday, 21 April 2021

I'm Not Okay (But That is Right For Right Now)

My Dad died.

It wasn't unexpected. I got to be by his bedside, tell him I love him and hold his hand. I also got to care for him in the months prior. In person and virtually. We were able to make arrangements and speak pretty openly.

But it is still shit.

I think I am back here blogging in this long-held space because, ultimately, I am lonely. I knew I would be. In the months leading up to it I had anticipatory grief knowing that my pal was going to die and I would be left without a comrade and ally. But this loneliness is not just emotional, but a physical pain too. Sitting on my chest. No one to share that pro independent Scotland meme with. No one to tell how amazing the dystopian novel The Memory Police by Yoko Ogawa I just read is. No one to absolutely smash me mercilessly at backgammon. No one to share all that lo-fi electronica with. No one who will be as invested or respond in the same way.

So I guess I might end up here, sharing sad and longing posts about music that is both sustaining and painful. Maybe in the hope that it might resonate.

Monday, 30 December 2019

Work It

Current anthem.

Sums up the effort 2019 took and the amount of stepping up in energy 2020 is going to demand.

Thank fuck it is a pure banger of a remix. Soulwax do not deliver anything less though. Hope Marie Davidson likes it.

Friday, 22 November 2019

Accent and Everything Everything

My accent never used to be a consideration. My family (all Scottish) would rib me for my Teesside accent. But what y'gonna do like? And then I went off to university and realised that my accent and vernacular marked me out as different in the minds of others. Rarely in a good way.

I have reflected a lot on my accent recently. The times and places where it has served me well and the times and places it has been - well, less than useful.

So something about revisiting Everything Everything has struck me like it never did back when I was loving Man Alive when it came out in 2010. The most apparent thing about lead singer Jonathan Higgs' vocals is his range and the ease with which he explores falsetto nae botha. Yet the rarity of hearing a Northern accent in song has meant getting into the recent Everything Everything back catalogue has given me a homely and happy feeling.

Propa belting out wobbly, but Northern, vocals in my car has helped me reclaim my pride in my accent. Particularly Night Of The Long Knives. Ta Higgsy!