Music is something I honestly don’t think that I could bring myself to live without. Whilst the loss of sight would potentially be the worst sense to lose from a practical perspective – and taste may well be the most heartbreaking – losing my hearing would close the doors to so much of my enjoyment and social life. Over the years, some songs have impacted me more than others; and I believe it’s inherent in the beauty of music itself that it can really speak to you. As a writer, something that’s remarkable lyrically will always catch my attention – acting essentially as poetry with a melody. Sometimes, it’s far more basic than that. Sometimes, music just has this power to transport you somewhere in time. It’s perfect.Continue reading →
If we could go back to my teenage years and ask me precisely what I wanted to do with my life, I’d say absolutely, categorically, that I wanted a career I could be happy in, the opportunity to travel, and the chance to keep on seeing the bands I love, preferably around the world. Nothing’s changed. I’m lucky in that at 25, I’m at least sort of living that dream. Sure, I may be slightly jaded, even disenfranchised somewhat, but stories like this one that I’m about to tell continue to give me hope. In fact, it’s a ton of stories, intertwined into one, inspired by a common love. My one wish is that this hope never dies.