Nico is a young writer in a middle aged Northern Englishman's body who just wants to write that line that makes those who read it lie down and not get back up again. He has no pets, many friends and more than enough shoes, thank you.
Nick Cave and Warren Ellis: Carnage Review
I type this in a room, alone. It’s the same room I’ve spent the majority of the last year in. This is okay. It’s a pleasant room. I have it just how I like it. It has plenty to keep me occupied within. It lets the light stream in on sunny days like today. This is my pandemic space. I often count my blessings that I have it. That I can maintain it. It’s here the days stretch out and sometimes they take me places, places within. Sometimes it closes in on me, it presses the sides of my cranium and I struggle to see through the dullest of aches…..
Standing at the Crossroads of Hell
Robert Johnson sold his soul at a crossroads in Mississippi. About 70 years later, Tracy Chapman was asked to do the same after roaring success gained from the brilliance of that song (you know which one…..) and subsequent self titled debut. Tracy not only declined to sell hers, she wrote a record about why she wouldn’t, why she couldn’t. Souls, according to her, are to be treasured, nurtured and most of all protected.