A continuous scroll of accumulated images from everyday life built on the methodologies of browsing, collecting and arranging - part archive, part research material. Updated in fits and bursts, as an alternative that is somehow simultaneously more permanent and more ephemeral than Instagram.
An archive of thoughts, words, and images that record my early twenties, moving to Sweden, and a scattered, eclectic assemblage of interests and associations that continue to be important to how I think and relate to making. Instead of letting this blog languish in the outer regions of the internet I thought I would revisit it and reabsorb it into the folds of my practice.
Last Thursday night I had the rare and always appreciated pleasure of being on the receiving end of a song dedication. The band (La Sera) dedicated their rendition of "Dedicated to the one I love" to us (the DJ's - well I was more of a musical advisor less of a dj I suppose), and the whole scenario felt a little more special as we had played The Shirelles' version earlier on in the night when no one was there bar us, the bands, the guy setting up the merch table and a staff member writing up the evening's specials on a black board and making a bit of a hash of it. If I was ever in the position where I could do a really swell cover of a heartfelt song and dedicate it to someone, I would choose this:
To take a squizz at the mammoth list of pretty excellent songs played by the tally ho's partner in crime 'RECORD TURNOVER', please stop by.