Tag: Idlewild
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The space between all things
I used to go to dozens of live music gigs a year — scores of them, in fact, if you go back far enough. In the last few years, I’ve seen very few. This is partly because [busy], partly because getting home again after a gig is a nightmare, even when said gig is in…
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Disconnected
I fucking hate autumn. I hate winter worse, mind you — but I’ll save my bitching about winter for when winter arrives. Meanwhile, autumn is at the door right now, tapping away at the glass with its miserable raindrop fingers, the fucker. In its hands, a message: telling me I can look forward to another…