It may seem a little strange that the only time off from my revolution that I took last week was to prepare and then record this month’s podcast, but then again even Che (who incidentally also suffered chronic asthma like me) would take a break from the Cuban revolution and indulge in peotry and literature, some of his favorite pastimes (which included rugby union strangely!).
Well, the revolution goes on, even if I had to scale back my presence a little as reality bitch slaps me and makes me realize that pretty soon I have to be back in an office with my fellow drones fueling the corporation and its ambitions. Oh well, not all is gloom, occupying London has taught me that I wake up with a perfect hairdoo if it’s after spending the night in the cold on the streets of the city as opposed to my cosy high thread count bed, which means that I might as well start sleeping in parks and public spaces from now on, all part of the job!
Here’s your monthly installment of grooves, peppered with revolutionary love.