Category: Musings of a dissolute fox

I’m always speaking, ranting, raving, in constant motion, and well aware how I can appear a self absorbed freak, which is fine, for I see myself as mixed…

The decision to flee was made with little thought. With my position on this barren hunk of rock so far from the realms I would like to visit…

Its getting harder to find artists who are producing anything I consider ARt. The vast majority are playing to and for the crowd, with little to offer in…

The neighbours are revelling, all drunk female squeals and juvenile wannabe silverback ape beating of chests. I’ve connected with brothers from the northern lands where much of my…

The blood, sweat and tears, unerring pound and howl onwards to confront the dreams and fears. And so…Boris ambles into the victory prance. Shows zero appreciation of the…

  We live in wretched times. The same divide and conquer routine applied in foreign lands now more cunningly applied domestically. The overseers responding to the advent of…

I can speak a little french, but when i listen to the above I dont try to pick up anything in linguistic translation, its all about the solidarity…

  Even those closest to me consider me a cynical bastard…   When I talk of those closest to me, I mean a handful. And close is used…

I’ve switched off from close to all mainstream hippetyhop for some time now. Its as if the genre grew from its street roots, money came in, and for…

I like to play, appear to lack care in what I say, just let myself feel and express, the animal in me playing human then realising the mess,…