Desert Island Discs: No. 2 ‘Miserere mei deus’

I was first introduced to Gregorio Allegri’s ‘Miserere mei deus’ (the Italian composer’s setting of Psalm 51) by my mother whilst she was on a research sabbatical from teaching at Merton College, Oxford. I guess around 1995. Composed in the 1630s for exclusive use in the Sistine Chapel, it’s an extraordinarily beautiful piece of RenaissanceContinue reading “Desert Island Discs: No. 2 ‘Miserere mei deus’”

Desert Island Discs: No. 1 ‘Blue Flowers’

Welcome to a new sporadic series – my very own Desert Island Discs. Though I’m not limiting myself to eight. And the order is accidental. I’ll post stuff up when I think of it. So, to start. ‘Blue Flowers’ by Dr Octagon The above is actually the Dan the Automator remix, but I like the videoContinue reading “Desert Island Discs: No. 1 ‘Blue Flowers’”

Mythogeography

Bombardment of information about a new book by Phil Smith from Triarchy Press – Mythogeography: A Guide to Walking Sideways. There’s a video for starters. And a separate website for anyone interesting in the concept of Mythogeography. To be honest, this is totally my kind of thing. Part lecture, part creative wandering, part esoteric conspiracy theory. A blendContinue reading “Mythogeography”

Pine release

walked into the mountains   (actually rain:    rain on path     rain on dogs rain falling in the bay through sun    direction of      ie. towards the fuming mountains    (also, on crown of Hitler Youth til slick)    where the mist (a kind of purple)    clung or shrouded whatever   and   (it fell on our faces and hands)    Continue reading “Pine release”

Awake to the strangeness

Young poet Kayo Chingonyi has reviewed The Terrors over at Todd Swift’s poetry blogzine Eyewear. Kayo has lots of nice, and incisive, things to say about the pamphlet, such as: [The] satirical look at the consolation offered by notoriety after death not only brings into focus our morbid fascination with those who teeter at theContinue reading “Awake to the strangeness”

Yeah, f**k you Cowell

Just spotted that my poetry collection has appeared in Salt Publishing’s Top 20. Or rather, that it’s just sneaked in. At No. 20 (or, if you discount the fiction books and anthologies: No. 12!). So go on, treat yourself, or a significant other, at Christmas by purchasing a copy of How To Build A City, which contains poemsContinue reading “Yeah, f**k you Cowell”