The swimming song
I learnt to play a song on my cousin’s mandolin last week. It is a lovely song and it goes like this…
hello, my name is Sam and this is a sporadic and disordered collection of thoughts, music, ideas and art
I learnt to play a song on my cousin’s mandolin last week. It is a lovely song and it goes like this…
Thursday, February 4th 2010 2:14pm
The Mountain Goats released a nice album last year called ‘The Life of the World to Come’. Each track on the album is inspired by a different bible verse. I like themed albums - another one I just picked up is the Darwin Song Project, a collaboration of eight artists who were sent on a retreat to write an album of songs that have a resonance and relevance to the life of Charles Darwin - this was part of the Shrewsbury Folk Festival - the town where Darwin was born.
This is from another Mountain Goats album called Get Lonley…
And from the Dawin Song Project…
Thursday, February 4th 2010 2:05pm
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that somewhere in the world there is a road called Sam Smith Rd. In fact, there seem to be at least 10 roads in the USA called Sam Smith Rd. Which is tremendous! I should certainly like to visit them all one day (and write that book of course). But what I was delighted to discover was one of ‘my’ roads, in Mississippi, has a road leading off it called Tom Chance Rd. And the best bit is, Tom Chance (and here is his most splendid blog) is one of my best friends.
Monday, January 18th 2010 11:14pm

Japan: The Ukita family of Kodaira City

UK: Bainton family of Cllingbourne Ducis

Guatemala: The Mendozas of Todos Santos

Mali: The Natomos of Kouakourou

United States: The Revis family

Ecuador: The Ayme family of Tingo

Chad: The Aboubakar family
This is small selection of pictures taken from a book entitled Hungry Planet. It explores what different cultures across the world eat for one week.
Monday, January 18th 2010 11:04pm
I watched the new year in from a hilltop somewhere near Kidderminster. There was a big bonfire, lots of food, folk song and good company. I love new year’s eve this way.

Then stumbling into the new year, I bought some running shoes. To go with the footwear I made a complicated exercise schedule for the next three months. It’s for a half marathon I signed up to. I don’t even like running, but it’s a challenge I hope my body will appreciate. People tell me I might learn to like it over time.
I nearly joined a gym too, but when I went to have a look, I peered through the door and saw lots of big muscular men walking around between machines. They looked sort of unhappy, and serious. Gyms are not places for laughter. I instantly changed my mind. The sun was out. I would much rather be outside than wrestle a machine. I’m not sure what I was thinking. I then went and ate a big roast dinner.
Sunday, January 3rd 2010 10:17pm
Moving record collections from one place to another is a strain on the back, sort of dangerous if you have somehow missed out on health and safety training. Each time I move place, I know people are wondering why I still bother with vinyl. My brother who sometimes does a spot of DJing thinks vinyl always reminds me that it’s silly when you can just chuck it all on one laptop or a big CD wallet. He is not alone… but for me, vinyl still has an important place and I love it.
Lugging all my records about yesterday reminded me of some of more obscure uses they have, Sleeveface being one of them, and so I leave you with this one… happy new year!

Credit: Norbert Fougerand. Source: Sleeveface - Joyeux Noël
Thursday, December 31st 2009 2:06am
I’ve been moving house today, from my cosy Zone 4 eco-pad at BedZED, deep into London in the Kennington/Elephant & Castle area. I’m excited to have a new place to explore. I will miss the old, but embrace the new. It’s great to be closer to the city and to have housemates again.
Moving house means lugging a lot of records up and down stairs. It’s fun, but a back breaker and I’m very grateful to have had some help from friends. Moving closer to the city led me to look up my notes on urbanisation where I came across three interesting things:
That’s quite a shift and it’s fascinating to think how cities have influenced and shaped cultures.
Above is a picture of Elephant and Castle back in 1912. I would love to have seen it then, before the influence of 60s architecture, before the war when it suffered bombing, and before the motor vehicle became so dominant. What history Elephant and Castle must have seen! And what a future it will have too.
Image credit: Elephant and Castle online
Wednesday, December 30th 2009 9:00pm
Today I will learn to play a song by Daniel Johnston, one of the great song writers of our time. Then I will read a little and see my friend. Today will surely be a good day…
Monday, December 28th 2009 11:57am




Is this ordinary Britain without the gloss? It is from a photo book called Welcome to Britain, a book published by a visual arts project called the Caravan Gallery. It goes well with a nice pack of digestives and cup of tea.
Sunday, December 27th 2009 5:26pm
Could this be how it feels to fall asleep in Iceland? I would sure like to go one day.
Sunday, December 27th 2009 12:30pm