June 30, 2017


There’s pain behind those vacant eyes As brick by brick the walls come down Their guts spewed out and packed away To empty shops across the town. Ragged doorways, toothless screaming Barred by scaffold, gagged by tarp. Urban renewal rips … Continue reading

June 24, 2017

Oh, Jeremy Corbyn

from The Mask of Anarchy, by Percy Bysshe Shelley ‘Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number— Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you— Ye are many—they are few.’

January 17, 2017

Gig Photography

If you listened to Uborkast last year then you may remember me mentioning my intention to try out some gig photography. Well, it took me a little while, but I finally got round to it! On Saturday night I took … Continue reading