Multiple boundaries: a winter walk at Cleethorpes
Re-exploring your hometown can reveal surprises, on the edgelands between the familiar and the unknown
Off the shelf: urban choices and Sheffield Ikea
On the one hand, nice furniture and 400 new jobs… on the other, corporate uniformity, dirty air and premature deaths
The Barge: a haven for the outsiders
The unique Grimsby pub that defined me is under threat of closure because of a cinema. This 2010 blogpost explains why it must be saved
Sheffield Almanac: a poem of love and regeneration
Some reflections on the little miracles of how and why my debut poetry pamphlet came into the world this month
Ten years of sparkly
Ten brilliant sparkly things that have happened in the ten years since Atomic Beat Records released my first solo single in May 2007
Putting the word out
A little round-up of my new stuff published and forthcoming performances
The rise and fall of Sheffield music (or how the Arctic Monkeys ruined everything)
OK, they didn’t ruin everything. But after synthpop, Jarvis, and Alex’s mic drop, where does the city go next?
There’s a kind of hush
Quietness today is a hand-drawn DIY gig flyer on a wall of Carling Academy listings expensively printed on matt laminate card. Play me one more chorus of idiot landfill indie, its sound and fury signifying nothing, and I’ll choose silence.
July was some month (part 2: the Viking thunderclap)
I knew we were on to something special when the Viking thunderclap started up. The rest of the time – those sad, negligible 362 days of the year when we’re […]
July was some month (part 1)
In which the poet looks back with some glee at the first four of that month’s live performances
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