A chronological archive of listening notes.
Each post captures a moment where sound, memory and mood intersect.
A brisk stroll to Boundary Park seemed invigorating until age had other plans. The drive home sans sat nav was a mini adventure – until it wasn’t, just a regular Saturday, really.
On a chilly Tuesday night, Cambridge United snagged a late, somewhat dubious penalty to triumph over Shrewsbury Town. Chaos erupted — well, quietly in an office. Victory’s sweet, especially when Spotify plays rogue!
Taylor Swift turns haters into fans with understated brilliance. Meanwhile, Charli XCX charms crowds with chaos. Who knew musical snobbery could be so amusingly outdated?
Garbage strikes again, serenading us with solid rock while Elvis glides through the ghetto. Meanwhile, Langston Hughes schools us in confidence, and The The keeps nostalgia alive—cheers to ageing gracefully!
A jumbled medley of music and musings that dives into remixed film scores, the genius of Ted Hughes, and a nostalgic stroll down the Talk Talk memory lane. Who knew music could be this complicated?
In a world where Donovan reigns supreme, Madness embraces their nutty nature, and classical music quietly judges us, everything is equal after the noise. Marvellous!
Bruce Springsteen’s vault of uncertainty spills out gems, Charles Bukowski rambles while a dog sniffs, and Lauryn Hill proves less is, indeed, more. Music’s a riot!
Fresh air strolls, a dog’s questionable diet, and eclectic music musings! Turns out, the new generation’s tunes aren’t so bad after all. Cue the nostalgia!
In a world where Sleaford Mods rant about Santa in January and Marillion’s Steve Hogarth has an existential crisis over someone else’s hit, normality is overrated!