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Category Archives: The Final Days of Marvin Gaye
Given up on the blog?
One day off and this is the sort of comment I get as pass T in the east wing. I think this forum might be the only way she finds out about me, now. Anyway, T, so I’m trying to … Continue reading
Posted in The Final Days of Marvin Gaye
Tagged In Paris With You, James Fenton, Paris, poetry
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Farewell deranged genius
Death provokes odd, random memories. We used to listen to this album Paris a lot when I was heavily into MDF and paint effects and was working alongside a gang of middle-class dropout shopfitters. We were doing up a clothes … Continue reading
Work in progress
Normally I wouldn’t, but I want to hang this tiny bit up in the public domain just to see. I’m not exactly struggling with this new novel, but I am more hesitant than usual, for a few reasons. …I closed … Continue reading
Re-blog
I think I’ve used this picture before but as I’m about to swirl down the vortex of writing a novel this blog could easily become [more] repetitive and catatonic over the coming months. I could stop updating except that would … Continue reading
Feeling the love
We went to see Tinchy Stryder at UEA on Friday night. Jack normally sorts out the guest list but this time due to some misunderstandings we weren’t on it so he upgraded us to the triple AAA – Access All … Continue reading
Late Night Teddy
This is the one, the healing power of soul, it must have helped a few people out over the years.
RIP Loverman
Teddy Pendergrass died today, age 59. He’s the lead singer here with Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes.
When it’s cold outside…
…who are you holding? It’s a question Bobby Womack plaintively asks at the outset of If You Think You’re Lonely Now – one of the great sexist soul anthems of all time. If you think you’re lonely now : wait … Continue reading