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I can smell snow. I can taste it in the night air as I step off the train in this little station in the middle of nowhere. I am going …

I indicated a short while back that my brain and senses were twitching with what I could only assume was the first stirring of this year’s wanderlust. in the short …

There has been an intriguing series of documentaries on British television regarding the “importance” of the part played on modern western culture by the American west coast.All that footage of …

The wind has been blowing hard around the House on Big Hill for almost a week now. I am now finding the sound of the gusts whistling around the roof …

As muttered previously, I have thrown all that is familiar up in the air like it was a bad habit. Gone is the familiar path from Wavelab to Cubase to …

Let us not kid ourselves that the “scene” was untainted. The noise, as ever, is beautiful – but check out the dancing and wonder whether you – yes you – …

Ludwig van Beethoven: music is the electric soil in which the spirit lives, thinks, and invents HG began a new piece of work last year called Black Paper after we …

For some reason this morning I am haunted by an old memory of a place. Ever get that? The sense of a place comes up from your memory so crisp …

My son was in the back of the car last night. It was bitterly cold and the sky was, at last, clear. Suddenly he cried “Moon, Daddy – look. Moon!”His …

Usually, I would expect to end the year s quietly as possible hiding low with a glass of port, a roaring fire, and a friend or two. This year, however, …