To be honest, the title kinda says it all really. I actually rarely title a piece until after I have completed the writing. Or thereabouts. Often I’ll write something partway through that just rings out to me. Bobbing Around Beyond The Break, for example. Vomitation…
Greasy insomnia, please release me and let me dream, of making mad love to my girl on the heath. Tearing off tights with my teeth. Maxi Jazz, Faithless
One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating. Luciano Pavarotti
