a slightly mad poem for you
If you were a cult, I’d join youHand over my chequebook without a word and dedicate my days and nights to worshipping you If you were a river, I’d swim Continue reading
If you were a cult, I’d join youHand over my chequebook without a word and dedicate my days and nights to worshipping you If you were a river, I’d swim Continue reading
I rarely write about music (I leave it to the experts), but I’ve been loving this man’s sound since a friend sent me his way last year. This album deserves Continue reading
