the yalla yallas

I’ve just woken up in Berlin. It’s four in the afternoon. It’s already dark outside and then I remember that it is November after all. I arrived into the city last night. I’m staying at a hotel in Kreuzberg. It…

It’s Sunday and I feel rough. I’m in no state for a rehearsal. Get some breakfast I instruct myself. That will sort me out. I walk to the local breakfast café. On the way I bump into our Labour councillor…

Earlier today Will made quite an unusual step of taking to social media to declare his battle against a nervous breakdown. Will wouldn’t normally speak publicly about his life or his emotions; he’s quite a private and level guy. As…

I woke up Sunday morning with the hope of securing Glastonbury tickets. No joy. I’ve never actually ever bought any in a general sale. Whereas all my friends who live in nice areas always seem to be able to get…

I’m carrying my Gretsch, my wireless microphone, and a recent purchase of a Nikon DSLR camera. I’ve always dreamed of owning a nice camera to take a proper photo with. For me photography is a dark art, a good photographer…