Manchester – again

But this time not for a gig, a conference, or any other work reason. This time it was a trip to spend time with an old friend and rediscover the city along the way. I honestly can't remember anymore when my path first led me to Manchester. But it's been many years now. Walking the... Continue Reading →

Vinyl Stories: Quadrophenia

Some albums you listen to. Some you fall for. And then there are the ones that just move in and never bloody leave. Quadrophenia is one of those for me. Itโ€™s a rare thing, when a film and its soundtrack get you in exactly the same way. Rarer still when theyโ€™re still doing it decades... Continue Reading →

Cold Grey Silence

There are moments you cannot prepare for. Not really. You can plan to visit an exhibition, set aside an evening, even look forward to it a little. But what actually awaits you cannot be anticipated. Last night at Fotografiska Berlin, I was reminded of that again. The museumโ€™s entrance greets you with a charm that... Continue Reading →

Wanderlust Won’t Wait

There are moments when I feel something stirring inside me. Not uncomfortable, more like a quiet pull. A reminder. As if part of me is saying: Hey, there's still so much out there. When are we leaving? Wanderlust, for me, is more than just a mood or luxury. It's a true necessity. It has two... Continue Reading →

Vancouver, Again

There's a particular feeling you get when you return to a city after fifteen years. It's not quite nostalgia, and it's not quite discovery either. It's something in between, like running into an old friend who's clearly moved on with their life while you weren't looking. I came to Vancouver for practical reasons, which is... Continue Reading →

Traveling Home Before Christmas

There is a song that many people no longer really want to hear. Not because itโ€™s bad, but because it has been worn thin by repetition. Played too often, too loudly, and too predictably every December. Driving Home for Christmas has become seasonal background noise for many. Yet, stripped of overuse, it still describes those... Continue Reading →

Vinyl Stories: Speak & Spell

After Construction Time Again opened the door to Depeche Mode for me in 1983, it felt almost unavoidable to look back. If their third album could already shift something in me, then what had I missed in the years before? Even then, I sensed that to understand the direction this music would take me, I... Continue Reading →

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