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Monthly Archives: October 2018
Paul Weller’s Wilderness Months
There’s a lot of the practice of gratitude at the moment. The idea is that you list reasons to be grateful each day whether it’s a nice meal or a beautiful sunset or the smile of a child whatever with … Continue reading
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Pink Floyd’s Theory of Time
Following the death of Marty Balin from Jefferson Airplane I have I been watching an unhealthy amount of videos on YouTube featuring the band’s founder and vocalist. I’ve followed Balin from good looking fresh-faced beatnik in the early Airplane (all … Continue reading
The Clash ‘Sort it Out’
November 1978, 10 young men stuck in a concrete block on the outskirts of a midlands city. Trent Polytechnic seemed far removed from the dreaming spires. Many of my new companions departed for the big city every day to do … Continue reading