Fatal distraction

The stage set-up and your elevated kit makes you the centerpiece, the focal point of today’s gig, the visual point of convergence, where all energy comes together. Is it on purpose, did the band decide to become miniscule by comparison, minions in a show designed around a massive drumkit and, by extension, you the drummer?…


Strategies for different listening

We live in times of abundance. Too much music available, too many choices to be made. However, abundance doesn’t equal diversity. Most people only listen to what they know already. Not a problem per se, but we also live in times where curiosity is actively being discouraged, not fitting into the business model of the…


Open letter to Bruce Springsteen

Dear Bruce, Some songs deserve to be forgotten, erased from history never to be mentioned again. Some songs warrant complete eradication and deafening silence in the aftermath. You have one, and right now that puts you in the same league as Sting. Do you really want to be talked about in the same breath (pun…


Darkness on the edge of town

I missed the turn and now I’m lying in the grass next to a lamppost that looks equally deserted. It’s here that I compose my first poem. Don’t know how long it took me, relativity theory has its own reality in a state of severe inebriation. But even so, cycling is so much of an…


Hoppla!

Navigating my way through this big house, trying to locate the toilet even though I am familiar with the overall layout. The haze and general disorientation produced by layers of alcohol and something that can only be described as ideological confusion. I’ve been in this house before, on many different occasions, I know its permanent…


Culture at War

Dear God, I had a dream last night. It made me smile. In my dream I witnessed: Serious academics debating the respective merits and legacy of Charlie Parker, John Coltrane and Miles Davis Streets erupting with violent clashes between Tonality supporters and militant defenders of Atonality Millions of Twitter users sharing beautiful lyrics, and shredding…


Birkenstock

Somewhere in a distance a male voice managed to get through to Brian with the question of all questions in the world of psychotherapy…when did it all start? Or, come to think of it, the mother of all therapeutic questions was of course about childhood trauma, when did it happen, what actually happened and, in…


Jaki Liebezeit’s Haiku Cycle

Winter (‘Halleluhwah’) Snow flakes like feathers Dance to never touch the ground Superb wind machine   Spring (‘Vitamin C’) Steady screen of rain Breaks into rainbow so fine Greenhouse side effect   Summer (‘Spray’) One single flower Defies logic of dry spells Brightens the highway   Autumn (‘Mary, Mary so Contrary’) Last crop of pumpkin…


Should we cancel Morrissey?

  Morrissey is an asshole. If he still made good music, I would listen (to him). He doesn’t.  


Finding Fela

I really don’t know what I did to deserve this: First you make me struggle with a lot of demons, musical and otherwise, until I finally learn to love your music and then, years later, when I try to honour you in writing, the whole tragic process of trying to figure you out, of understanding…


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