Davey Dreamnation

It’s been a while since I updated my publications page, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been busy sending stuff out. Well, actually, I’ve been busy waiting for journals and magazines to respond to my submissions. All writers know this drill: in fact, I know of about 300 submissions to Cordite that I’m currently unable [...]

DNRC088 | 2xLP | 2018 | DELETED
This stunning Qatar-only import sees Davey at his relaxed best, during an unplugged concert he put on during a trip to his Davium facility somewhere in the uncharted depths of Saudi Arabia’s Empty Quarter. Showcasing Dreamnation’s legendary between-song banter, the set-list includes some of his best-known hits, including an [...]

The room was never completely empty, of course. You managed to hide yourself amongst my possessions, the loose ties and woolly scarves, mittens. I’d meet you on the subway, when your picture fell out of the text book I was reading. I’d meet you in the laundromat, when your red polka dot top found its [...]

DNRC087 | 2xL.P. |  2017 | DELETED
One of the most exciting things to come out of the post-folk renaissance was a smattering of middle-aged crooners with predilections for female drummers, whose creative frisson led to such fantastic collaborative acts as River & Road, Pixel & Pixel, Rum & Raisin and, last but not least, Surds [...]

Whatever else happened, it was certainly you who came up with the name. How about PCB, like a little PC bang? We settled things over a single shot of vodka in some poorly-ventilated bar, making patents and intellectual property plans. Technological dream boosters. High on Chris de Burgh’s emotions, if only ironically. The day you [...]

When I got back to my tiny room everything had changed. Someone has been in here. The bed had been made, sheets strangling the mattress in a silence of white. The small bin had been relieved of its guilty burden: chocolate cake wrappers, empty grape soda cans. I opened Windows to the applause of street [...]