"Basically, I'm hoaching for a ride." said Kev. He was stood dripping in a poorly lit changing room; his back was aflame with backne, his chest stooped inward and a towel hid his banger. "Aye well yer no gonnae get a ride oan that shite. The gear makes ye fuckin' crabbit and ye cannae git … Continue reading Fractal Protein: A cautionary tale
Edinburgh
Welcome to London: Country comes to Town
"Just blend in, mate." That is the best, most poignant advice I have been given, possibly ever, and I got it from a man who had determined to talk to every shopper in the Campden Lidl. The man in question was being generally ignored, his un-kept, full and droopy beard did enough to put people … Continue reading Welcome to London: Country comes to Town
Dat Morningside Dub.
I spent the early afternoon in an area of Edinburgh called Morningside. There, I was lucky enough to come across a passionate a cappella rap battle between two white haired woman in their mid sixties. I managed to record and transcribe the back and forth but have since been hacked and had the recording stolen. … Continue reading Dat Morningside Dub.