Music and love and stuff, like, man
I think I’ve made my peace with nostalgia. I was in London with Hannah yesterday and we were talking about when I was in Manchester, going out six nights a week and getting embroiled in the local music scene, ostensibly to prove I could have a more exciting life than my ex-boyfriend but also because it was a whole fuckload of fun. I styled myself as some kind of music expert, writing about...
The Campaign For Plain English (arts division)
I’ve been in two minds about whether or not to blog about this today, because I want to be supportive to artists making interesting projects, but also I don’t think I expressed myself very well on twitter this afternoon and am in danger of coming across as a proper ignorant twat if I don’t attempt to do a better job of stringing my sentences together. To fill you in, Helen Cole...