Category Archives: From the basement

The sky darkens. The Word who became flesh is now nailed to a piece of wood. The crowd cries out for more, taunts and scoffs. Who could have predicted such an ending?, not the women crying at the foot of … Continue reading →

Thursday. The night Jesus was betrayed. The night he entered into the age old feast of the Passover and turned the remembrance of one night, generations ago, and breathed new meaning into it. The night of the new covenant. The … Continue reading →

My parents have broadband. What a good thing. And so after a week and a half away from the internet I return to the world of procrastination and random thoughts. Which is fine because I’m on holiday and allowed to … Continue reading →

As well as being the first line in the excellent Damien Rice’s ‘Blowers Daughter’, it’s also an apt phrase for the next few weeks in my life. It’s a blustery Sunday afternoon in Hove, the clouds are racing across the … Continue reading →

Here’s our set list from Saturday night. It’s not really a set list because I forgot to write them in the order we did them. But there you go. It’s a fair representation of the songs we play. ‘More Beautiful’, … Continue reading →