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48 Hours in Nassau, The Bahamas
Plastic flowers are worse than normal flowers. Why? They are unmoving, non-living, artificial simulacrums of the original; an original which is organic, imbued with life, and entirely true to itself. Such is the difference between one’s mental projection of Nassau… Continue reading
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Air Travel is Such a Trip, Man
The past three months have been the most absurdly disorientating of my life. Dream-like in every sense of the phrase. Jubilant, enriching, surreal, discombobulating, glorious, and profoundly derealizing. Since March 10th, I have flown just over 170,000km. The three months… Continue reading
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You’re Doing So Good
A child, named Tommy, sits on a step. Tommy is three. He likes dinosaurs and apples, and he is just learning to tie his shoelaces. As he does so, his inexperienced fingers get caught up in the loops he is… Continue reading
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Starting Over
The English language is rich with idioms related to the process of starting over. Picking up the pieces. Getting back on the wagon. Getting back in the saddle. Turning over a new leaf. Getting back into the groove. The process… Continue reading
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My Life in 100 Songs
The past is fascinating. It is the home of nostalgia, of infinite experiences, of different feelings, of different loves, selves, places and people. Since publishing My Life in 100 Films, I’ve been drawn again to collect experience under the umbrella… Continue reading
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Trainspotting (1993, 1996): A Tale of Two Tastes
In the landscape of cultural adaptation, few works demonstrate the metamorphosis of medium as starkly as Irvine Welsh’s Trainspotting and Danny Boyle’s cinematic interpretation. Danny Boyle’s Trainspotting was one of the 90s’ defining works of cinema: fresh, exhilarating, narcissistic and… Continue reading
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The Zero in The Gnarled Pine Hollow: An Appalachian Tale
Featuring rolling, mist-covered peaks and breathtaking views, the Great Smoky Mountains straddle the border between North Carolina and Tennessee and include 71 miles of the Appalachian Trail. On the 1st of March, with FreshGrounds’ breakfast in my belly and a… Continue reading
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Burning Candles From All Angles
Last Saturday, I reneged on the commitment I had made to write and publish an article each day. What had begun with determination ended not with decision, but dissolution. Not extinguished with an almighty breath, or a great gust of… Continue reading
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Sun-Drenched Driveways, Acid-Washed Lemonade, and Smoking Caterpillars: The Soundscapes of LSD, Pt. 2
Welcome back to another episode of “The Soundscapes of LSD”. The previous edition looked at the phantasmagorical world of The Beatle’s Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, Kenny Roger’s experience of having his sense of Self diced up and sent… Continue reading
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Into The Big Forever Blue
Heathrow this morning was shrouded in a shawl of grey. Sat in the cockpit, on a wool shag Boeing jump seat, behind the pilots as they propel more fuel into the engines. Faster, faster, faster, until the point of no… Continue reading
The Eye of an Archer 