Heigh-Ho Soundtrack Away!

Check out my latest album review for Louder Than War - The Lone Ranger: Wanted, an album of songs inspired by the film.


"A few weeks ago I reviewed the latest Johnny Depp blockbuster The Lone Ranger, finding it to be another worthwhile, fast-paced action outing for Disney and the team behind Pirates of the Caribbean. To accompany the film, they have released the soundtrack scored by the Academy award-winning composer, Hans Zimmer, plus an album of songs inspired by the film, chosen by Director Gore Verbanski.

I’ve seen this concept rear its head before and I’ve always wondered how it worked. Do the band actually get to see the whole film? Do they get their own copies so they can rewind bits and feel the inspiration again? Do they just get a bit of the film as inspiration but don’t get to see the whole thing, thus creating a soundtrack inspired by different bits? If all the artists were inspired by the same bit would it count as being inspired by the whole film? I digress." Read More Here



- The Future is Unwritten. Make the most of every single day.

The Only Way is Bikram

I recently wrote for the Huffington Post UK about my experience joining a bikram yoga studio owned and run by a cast-member from reality show TOWIE. Here's what I thought...



"With two weddings to prepare for next summer, my family are on a bit of a health kick at the moment. My sister and her bridesmaids, of which I am one of five, decided the best way to spend the heatwave was to sign up to 30 days of unlimited bikram yoga classes. The irony of this is lost on no-one.

Only after I'd paid my dues did they tell me that the studio was owned by a cast member from the reality show The Only Way Is Essex. Now I am going to be completely upfront about this, I hate those shows and the fame-for-no-talent bullshit narcism that they promote..." Read More Here


- The Future is Unwritten. Make the most of every single day.

Pissed up nonsense

Argh! Tonight I went out for a drink with a friend near Tottenham Court Road. It was lovely. We did Jagerbombs and danced ironically with her colleagues to all sorts of chart songs I didn't recognize. Grand.

I got to Liverpool St on my way home and was walking from the Tube to the train to the burbs.

As I crossed the station, there was a woman walking next to me carrying some balloons. It was her birthday and a group of pissed up dickheads decided they'd make her a target and were asking her what she wanted for her birthday.

'Want a special birthday treat love?'

'Want me to cum on your tits babe?'

'Want me to take you up the arse sweetheart?'

I was walking alongside and at that point had enough. 'How about you fuck off and leave her alone?'

I asked her if she was ok, shouted across the station that they were dickheads and walked with her to our train.

So fuck those blokes who spoilt her birthday (as she told me).

Fuck those blokes who think it's ok to talk to women like that.

Fuck those blokes who think they're having a good night with their 'banter' whilst they completely ruin a special occasion for someone.

How the fuck would they like someone talking to their mum, sister, girlfriend, wife, whatever like that?

I've had enough of this bullshit and will be writing about it more from here on in. I hear this shit on a daily basis and I've chosen not to write about it so far. Those days are done.

I hope that girl has a better end to her birthday than that interlude and doesn't let those dickheads spoil it for her.

And if you hear people talking like this, call them out on it. You owe it to the women in your family to do so.



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