We're in that odd, ethereal, in-between time. Christmas is over. The last scraps of turkey gratefully departed, trees and decorations in danger of making their way back into forced hibernation. Friends, family and gatherings temporarily on hold until New Years Eve. Work, for many of us, remains paused and seemingly further away and less important … Continue reading The in-between time
I used to build computers. This was quite a while ago, admittedly, but I got into it to such a degree that I had orders from family members and friends flooding in. They all wanted a computer, and they wanted me to build it. For them, I kept it simple, which meant, generally, they worked. … Continue reading Need a Mac? Take to the Air.
I've never been very good at listening to music. I'm not a John Peel. I rarely sit in a room on my own, headphones on, listening to albums. I absolutely adore music, though, and it has been as big a part of my life as the need to wear pants. And I do wear pants, … Continue reading My Desert Island Discs
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There's nothing like feeling out of your depth, particularly when you desperately want to feel entirely comfortable. I immediately knew I was swimming against tides far bigger than my assumed Wiggins status when I looked to my right in the bicycle shop. Leaning gently against the wall was a piece of metal. This particular piece of … Continue reading Never drop the bottle
It hadn't occurred to me that other people don't care. I'd not given a single thought to the fact that, outside the circular wall of my robot-addled brain, additional human beings inhabiting this planet may not give two (or even three) hoots about an impending album release. If you've spent any longer than one minute … Continue reading Random access excitement
For about twenty years, I have been playing with myself in the spare bedroom. That's the inevitable, masturbatory-reference-strewn intro over, and one few bedroom producers can escape from. But that's what I have always been, and will continue to be probably for the rest of my life - a knob-twiddling, noise-making producer of music made, … Continue reading Default Rock Star