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Even Rites of Passage Require Planning

Leeds is almost here. As I type my trusty app tells me there are 15 hours, 41 minutes and 47 second until the festival fun starts. Slightly longer for me. Closer to twenty-four. Plenty of time for planning. Always better up here in the North. Shame Lauren never achieved her dream and like so manyContinue reading “Even Rites of Passage Require Planning”

Who is the Red Marsh King?

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Lauren Would So Want To Be Like Sophie Aldred

Don’t be surprised if some time in the future she gets handy with a baseball bat. Watch the Video The Kids in Spacesuits offer up another slice of hope, in the madness all around us. Click Here to Listen on Spotify Lauren is caught up in a madness of her own. To find out moreContinue reading “Lauren Would So Want To Be Like Sophie Aldred”

Set Aside The Words Tonight

I thought I saw Lauren in the audience. This would have been her thing. Nieve was electric, a woman embracing her moment, ablaze and alive. ‘Watch It Ache and Bleed’ Nieve calls it an E.P. At 8 songs, I call it an album, perfect in length and perfect in so many other ways. Definitely oneContinue reading “Set Aside The Words Tonight”

My Very First Fan!

And boy, does it feel great. Once you’ve achieved an impossible thing. Every step after that becomes a possibility. To find out more click on ianhedley.com

Procrastination

Procrastination is a story. It might be backstory. A history of others. A story of heavy words lightly thrown and not easily forgotten. It could be a novella or a nine book epic. Whatever length, or genre, it is always fiction. How many times have I put off going back and working on the second,Continue reading “Procrastination”

Random Moments

Sometimes you watch a thing and it puts a smile on your face. Nothing more complicated than that. Why? It feels authentic. A true story, and at the centre of it beats a heart, one that doesn’t seem to care about all the … horror. A smile is not a small thing. Don’t let anyoneContinue reading “Random Moments”

Back To The Real Work

Enough is enough After a couple of weeks of posting, trying to understand marketing, falling into never-ending soul stealing, doom scrolling, it is time to get back to the real work. You know, when we wake up to that post apocalyptic dystopia we love reading so much about, I hope we notice. My greatest fearContinue reading “Back To The Real Work”

Living in a Lost World

We waited. The curtains at the far end of the room rustled. My heart stalled and my thumbs prickled. They knew something I didn’t. Something wicked this way comes. Lauren too, if asked in the empty space of night, would say … I Can Never Say Goodbye To Grace, to the one, who like aContinue reading “Living in a Lost World”

The Portrait of a Dead Girl in the Mirror

“Give me, the strength, give me, the strength, give me the strength.” It might well be a mantra, a prayer for Lauren. At the end, in her last dance. Or Grace. The Portrait of a Dead Girl in a Mirror Words don’t wrap themselves readily around ‘The Last Dinner Party,’ and certainly don’t easily explainContinue reading “The Portrait of a Dead Girl in the Mirror”