Wild horses are going to drag me away
This piece is an amalgamation of a couple of pieces I wrote for our Amtrak zine which you can buy from us here or from Pioneer’s Press here (Pioneer’s press should be cheaper shipping than us if you are in the USA) Marfa’s a tiny city in far West...
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An Ode To…Disconnecting
As I write this, I am balancing on a rock at the edge of a Montana forest. It’s around 2pm. The sun is strong here at this time of day. To avoid it, I have nestled into a formation of rocks which faces a large valley of trees, most of which are perished and dry...
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Inside the head of… Franz Nicolay
Illustration by Esme Blegvad Franz Nicolay is a singer-songwriter, multi instrumentalist son of a gun, known for his time spent in bands such as The Hold Steady, Against Me, World/Inferno Friendship Society and Guignol. He has been named punk’s number one best...
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The Novel Cure
Originally featured in The Saatchi Gallery’s Art & Music Magazine My mother taught me very early on that a life full of books equals a well insured soul, so I never have the slightest hesitation in recommending reading to friends who are in need of hopeful...
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The magic of New Orleans
Excerpt from ‘Amtrak: Adventures through the South’ available from Pioneers...
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Smokin’ meat at Texas Joe’s
‘Texans are passionate about BBQ. For us it’s not a food trend, it’s a way of life. Many people in Texas have dedicated their lives to the pursuit of the perfectly smoked meat. It’s a quest that has led to new horizons for men and women of many...
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moving to California with two boys and a big bag of red beans
In the summer of 2015 Sophie and I traveled across the southern states of America by Amtrak train, and in the spring of this year we wrote a zine about all the adventures we had. Pioneers Press are now stocking that zine, if you want to get a copy go here A version of...
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Budapest: Ink, Paper, Coffee
‘It was a pleasant cafe, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old water-proof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a cafe au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the...
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What Happens in Vegas, Ends up in a Zine
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. That’s how the saying goes. Unless you’re unlucky enough to catch something, in which case what happens in Vegas ends up with a visit to the STD clinic. Probably wouldn’t look as good in an advert though, would it? Thankfully,...
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Out Of The City
I am often overwhelmed by living in a city. I spend a good portion of time daydreaming about being someplace else; of disappearing into remote little villages or of driving down endlessly empty Texan roads. As soon as I am weakened by claustrophobia, I begin to obsess...
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An Ode To Almost Famous
‘Music, you know, true music – not just rock and roll – it chooses you. It lives in your car, or alone listening to your headphones…with the vast scenic bridges and angelic choirs in your brain. It’s a place apart from the vast, benign lap of America’. – Lester Bangs...
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A Night In Oxford Mississippi
2:17am and I’m walking through torrential rain down a deserted Mississippi road. There’s no point running for cover – I’m already soaked to the skin. I don’t know where I’m going to stay tonight but am in high-spirits having extracted myself from a stranger’s caravan...
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