Category: Music
Issues? I got ’em! Just check out my new CD – pay what you want!
Here as promised is my new album I Think You’ve Got Issues! It’s a compilation featuring a selection of material from my last ten albums, stripped down and lovingly re-recorded on with just me playing a gorgeous Martin D28 guitar by Charlie Francis, who has also worked with such luminaries as Bert Jansch and R.E.M. It was great fun making this album, and you can get be the first to get your hands on a CD here for just a donation.
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Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n’ Roll in British Mandate Palestine: The Wasif Jawhariyyeh Story
A while back I was trying to find out about what I could about Palestinian music. I was also scratching an itch in terms of my curiosity about the British Mandate period and the city of Jerusalem. The Mandate period was when the British Empire Continue reading “Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n’ Roll in British Mandate Palestine: The Wasif Jawhariyyeh Story”
Confessions of a crap anarchist: how I stopped a riot.
I’ll never forget Sunday 11th October 2011. I took my mum down to a demo to help save the NHS. We joined a bunch of activists from UK Uncut and occupied Westminster Bridge in protest. I got to sing Strike! Occupy! Resist! in front of the Houses of Parliament. Shame we didn’t take it apart brick by brick and set up group to run the country with decisions made by jazz hands amongst the ruins. But anyway, what bliss to be alive and all that. Continue reading “Confessions of a crap anarchist: how I stopped a riot.”
One Day Without Us: UK Immigrants Strike Back
I first came across the idea of an immigrant strike in 2006. That year, on May 1st – workers’ day – in the USA, immigrant communities mainly from Latinx countries staged a one-day boycott of businesses and schools. Continue reading “One Day Without Us: UK Immigrants Strike Back”
It must be time for a folk disco!
I realised wondering around the Green Gathering festival a few years ago that a certain type – shall we say – comes out the crowds to say hello. The place seems to be the refuge of choice for a load of us lot who were involved in the direct action scene in the 90s. Continue reading “It must be time for a folk disco!”