One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces…
About
I crap on about music, mainly - at Mountain7.co.uk. This, or so goes the intention, is for collecting links and interesting stuff that I may find whilst pleutering in the damp corners of the internet. You can also find me on Twitter, and Last.fm.
I'm also part of new experimental music website. The Liminal.
