Monthly Archives: June 2011

oh, is this the way they say the future’s meant to feel?

No prizes for guessing where I’ve been. I worked like a nutter in the week leading up to Glastonbury (my pay-packet handily landed smack bang in the middle of the farm). And then we went to Glastonbury. And then we came back on Monday. And then I’ve been recovering. And now I feel ready to [...]

please clap your hands and stamp your feet

Our Glastonbury tickets have just arrived. On a Sunday! It’s a very peculiar process, but exciting nonetheless. This time in ten days we’ll be cooped up on a coach, sitting in dreaded motorway traffic somewhere or other, itching to set our feet on the farm of our dreams and get an eight-point-three-per-cent strawberry cider in [...]

tonight i’ll sing my songs again, i’ll play the game and pretend, mmmmm

…that all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity, like emptiness and harmony, i need someone to comfort me…homeward bound, i wish i was homeward bound.