Thank god for teens on Spotify. Their knowledge on so many topics is as lacking as mine, whether we’re talking about classic 80s hip-hop they weren't there for or Romantic classical music when they're not sure if romantic is an era or a mood. The beautiful thing about the teens, though, is that even if... Continue Reading →
Whose Career Do I Want?
What is a role model? The message I hope to take away from assessing ‘establishment’ careers and how people got there is a direction; I hope that by admiring aspects of others’ journies I can replicate the pieces admire on my own journey, and push myself to a place I am happy to be in through conscious effort and wilful striving. I hope you, too, can figure out what shape you want your future career to take from the example of those you admire.
Norwich
A poem about moving cities for work.
The League of Gentlemen: Papa Lazarou and punching up
I want to investigate - coming from a place of love - how it came to be that League of Gentlemen had some, uh, Not OK jokes, how this might be changed, and what we can learn from the ideas articulated by and radiating from some of the more offensive jokes of the series - and from how beloved they always were.
All Quiet on the LRF, pt II: Life, Covid, and Approaching 30
I want to leave my 20s the person I wanted to be at the beginning of it.
All Quiet On The Late Romantic Front?
A quick update on what's happening here at the mo.
Here’s One for the Vintage Lovers
Do you ever think about how a certain percentage of the things you own will find their end with you?
Flowers in Germany
A poem about a long-distance relationship.
The Biographical Imperative: Reading Paul Simon like we’d read Taylor Swift
The way we read Swift is gendered and somewhat modern: her 'eras' align with the aesthetics she presents, and stan culture has dissected every relationship she's ever had until we're all sure who or what inspired every song. What if we read other Grammy royals this way?
The Who?Siers: what it means to follow a band beyond success.
In the halcyon days of 2014 I went to a small gig by a band used to even smaller gigs. On the recording of that gig you can hear the incredulity in their voices multiple times over the course of the evening as the crowd go wild, singing and dancing with abandon. This is a... Continue Reading →
Late Romantic 