I’m tired. We’re running from things that can’t be outrun …

Cutting thru the Country “… to places where they lie in wait. No one believes us, so no one helps. We are alone, scared, and holding your Mum’s hand at night won’t keep you safe, not anymore, and it turns out that your Dad is afraid of the big bad wolf because the big badContinue reading “I’m tired. We’re running from things that can’t be outrun …”

I Forget How Much We Have Lost

Lauren stayed in all day and loved reading alone. Okay, she was avoiding a crow, one blacker than ink, trailing midnight beneath its feathered wings. The third of ten great albums or E.P.s Lauren would have loved, in no particular order. ‘Dead Pony,’ raged across the Republic Stage at Leeds this year, shredding the vocals,Continue reading “I Forget How Much We Have Lost”