A short story I wrote whilst walking home at dusk, grabbing pen and paper as I entered the house... It references the familiar streets of Fitzroy, from the Lambsgo Bar up to Gore Street, in and out of the quiet lanes behind Smith, with their street art walls and blue-stone pavements.
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Dark Memory
We took to the construct - raw, playful, fanciful.
Increasingly vanquished, the desire to break the wooden effigy took hold of his imagination. There, before him it stood. Staring him down, its drawn features carved out of solid rock. Arms hewn from ancient oaks and its torso, a thicket of nasty brambles replenished seasonally, for near … Continue Reading ››
Gone to Stone
Composed in Prague in 1994 and performed by the Fierce Throat screaming choir (once only).
This piece has returns to me from time to time... fragments from it weave through my thoughts... I dug it out and had to make something of it again. It was such a strong piece to perform, text and voices crass-thatched, … Continue Reading ››