I'm touching on a nautical theme this week. A close friend of mine had a birthday last week and I was reminded of distant friends. In general he is a cantankerous old bastard but has a heart of gold and I love him dearly. He has a passion for sailing. More accurately, he has a passion for drinking by rivers and sailing is more of a by product. But he has a talent for it and a calm head in a high wind. (probably numbed by the alcohol). I'm not sure he would approve of everything on this playlist, but what he doesn't know won't bother him.Read more


Ahh I know I'm probably going to alienate a few people this week. Last week we were wading in the depths, earnestly disseminating the vocal credentials which contribute to a good passionate bellowing. Now this week we are way back in the shallow-end, tending to our truculent farm of ear worms.Read more

Shouty Music

I got a bit delayed this week as something called ‘work’ cropped up. It made me think of times when being able to grab a microphone and bellow would be the ultimate cathartic response. In fact this is personified perfectly in our new favourite TV series ‘Aggretsuko’. I’d try to explain but I think you need to watch to really appreciate the mental, metal, Japanese-ness of it all.Read more


I apologise in advance for what is going to happen here. Earlier this week I contracted a little earworm. Niggling in the back of my mind was this sunny little reggae number with chords still warm from the fingers of Bob Marley, overlaid with Sting's repetitive but remorseful lyrics of heartbreak. Round and round it went in my mind piecing itself together from memory until it finally forced itself into physical manifestation through my fingers to the keyboard to the speakers. Now I’m stuck. I cannot un-hear it and I cannot hear anything else.

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