Roadkill : A Poem

I'm collaborating with my Cave Mouth bandmate and sister shaman Meghan Wood on my forthcoming spoken word album and have made a little teaser video for the poem 'Roadkill.' If you have a spare four and a bit minutes, please do give it a listen. Hope you enjoy it! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SniXAVOjkKM&fbclid=IwAR2M9zfWkOJhVKDX1RZuE7G-QIDKYaNoL7N7BQFug5eukgZFqk6u1YO4lEM

UTBURD : A SHORT STORY

I’ve finally got around to narrating my short story UTBURD and have put it up on YouTube for your listening pleasure. For those of you unfamiliar with this tale, it tells of a mother in olden time Scandinavia who abandons her newborn in the forest. However, the child finds its way home… If you really… Continue reading UTBURD : A SHORT STORY

Sound Of The Day : Gloosh

Thank you Black Metal Promotion for the introduction to Gloosh. I'm currently obsessing over the project's phenomenal debut album Timewheel. I think my favourite track on the album has to be the very first offering, Vjkhr. The opening knocks the breath out of me. The music of "Gloosh" is black metal of a classical form… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Gloosh

How I Know I’m In Recovery From Depression

It's Easier To Get Up In The Morning When I was in the depth of my depression, waking up in the morning was the very worst part of the day. I lost count of the number of times that I woke up and muttered "for fuck's sake," because I was still alive. Physically, it felt… Continue reading How I Know I’m In Recovery From Depression

An Interpretation Of Elly Kedward

I am smitten with this statuette by Rumtucket Trading Co of Elly Kedward from The Blair Witch Project. In the film and "documentary", we were given lots of hints, allusions, and backstory for the Witch, but never got to see her. I loved how that allowed me to invent her in my head, making her… Continue reading An Interpretation Of Elly Kedward

Finding Light In The Blackout

My creative output for the past several months has been pretty much nonexistent. Even as I type this, I worry that I won't be able to convey exactly just how fucking difficult it's been - and still is - because my brain is all fog and no substance. But I'm better than I was a… Continue reading Finding Light In The Blackout