The Rhythm and The Drum

“Shall I continue?” he asks me. But before I can answer, he starts again, firm hand pounding on stretched skin. Deep and hollow, warm, wooden sounds fill the room. And I can’t help but move, taken by the beat while I watch the snakes on his shoulders writhing, full of life. It’s in my belly,… Continue reading The Rhythm and The Drum

Diary, Music

This life has got its hold on me

I started a new story last night. It's got me buried up to my eyeballs in deep house and trance. I'd forgotten how much I love this music. Guess it fell away too quickly when I stopped hitting raves and festivals. Ahh, my ears are loving this. Anyway, here's what's been happening: In the… Continue reading This life has got its hold on me