It’s Thursday, so we must be in Windsong

Woodford was wonderful, as usual, though somewhat calmer than I remember. Might be something to do with the mostly dreamy state I’m in right now. Léo (the French gypsy ska band I raved about years ago) were fabulous as usual. Sydney siders can see them as part...

Violence begets violence…

…or “fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity” as the old graffiti used to say. I am so disheartened by the events of Saturday and the subsequent over-reaction by police that I barely know where to start. First of all, there was my beautiful...