Finding Temeraire
Looking for a ship in the middle of London Never more shall sunset lay golden robe on her, nor starlight tremble on the waves that part at her gliding. Perhaps, … Continue reading
May 1, 2016 · 3 Comments
The Height of Goth
It was 1984 and I was 18 years old. I was in a band We were a bit Bauhaus, a bit Killing Joke, a bit crazy. I couldn’t afford an instrument … Continue reading
January 1, 2015 · 43 Comments
