how 2009 began. part i. In honour of the release of Emilyn Brodsky’s new album, here is a bit of a recollection of the first time I saw her/heard of her. Which was also the first time I ever went to New York. And the first time that I saw Amanda Palmer. It’s one of those nights that isn’t easily forgotten. This is the lead-up. On the first night that I ever spent in New York, I went to a show. It was January – only just. Patti Smith wrapped up her Bowery Ballroom gig to see in the new year, and … Continue reading 2009
increasingly disjointed feelings about YA genre trends. Continue reading the teenage dream?
i don’t want to live like common people having tasted these strange mysteries so long ago / reliving them year after year every time this face appears on some horizon a minstrel coming back into town / bearing tidings of other places too far away to believe in reviving dreams long since cast aside / renewed faith in oneself and one’s abilities to make magical things happen if only the conditions happen to be right / perhaps they never will and my time has come and fled once more Continue reading after the music has finished