Month: April 2022

  • on those who cry wolf

    Apropos of everything at once and nothing in particular, I found myself thinking this morning—not for the first time—on the interpretations we have of fables and mythical archetypes, and how they don’t always stand up when you think a bit harder about them. One might argue that this is just a limits-of-metaphor issue, and yeah,…

  • I’m a very different person today, with different priorities

    Via Simon Reynolds, I learn that David Stubbs, one of the core Melody Maker writers during my brief stint as a regular reader thereof, has got a fancy new website. Based on this sample, it’ll be worth reading for guidance on how to age gracefully with regard to one’s publicly-aired opinions: I’m not just embarrassed…

  • the satisfactions of submission

    What did I get up to over the Easter weekend this year? Yup, crankin’ out a grant application, because academia is a harsh mistress, and I choose to abase myself in the hope of her favour. Thanks to slightly improved process management protocols on my part (read as: keeping track of when I do what…

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  • 14APR22 / accessions

    Title for review, arrived after the second attempt at its being sent from the States. Handsome little book.