I am staring at the ceiling light listening to Dead Can Dance’s “Oman” on Soundcloud, on my iPhone. My ceiling light consists of two metal hoops, one within the other, forever running parallel… Continue reading
I’m not a film guru. I’m an ordinary joker starting from scratch. I woke up one morning seven years ago with a plan. Seven years later I woke up again, and found the… Continue reading
I. Am. Outta. Freakin’. Here. Long overdue vacation, and some tunes to go with? Don’t mind if I do. In no particular order.
I don’t look like my name. Furthermore, neither does my dual-nationality. This not-so-unique fact does in fact make me very special, at least, to the TSA. Prior to 9/11, I was just a… Continue reading