Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

When I started writing my memoirs and releasing my songs at the beginning of the year, I thought I’d have a story to tell behind each song, no matter how tenuous the link. Maybe where I was when I wrote it, who I was with, how I was feeling. Perhaps something I had observed orContinue reading “Let Sleeping Dogs Lie”

The Circle

India, 2011 The train spat us out onto the deserted platform, and with a weary groan, heaved its shuddering bulk back into the night. We were alone. Well, as alone as anyone could be in an Indian train station, for experience had taught me that there were always people in the shadows. But this wasContinue reading “The Circle”

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