When I saw the words "songwriting workshop with Robin Pecknold", I knew at once that I was going to end up signing up for it. I've been a Fleet Foxes fan since the early days (and don't try to come for me because I have the receipts) so when I saw the opportunity to learn about the craft from the singer/songwriter behind the group? Shut up and take my money.

On the topic of money: $120 buys you four classes with School of Song, a group based in Los Angeles running online music classes hosted by a whole bunch of musical luminaries. Robin Pecknold is their highest-profile teacher to date, and his class was advertised as covering the following topics over four weeks:

• Process & Manifestos
• Melody & Lyrics
• Utilizing musical ‘technologies’ for defamiliarization
• Attention & Novelty

I've played in bands since I was a long-haired teenager, always gravitating to guitar but amassing other stringed instruments (bass, banjo, ukulele) along the way. A recent foray of experimentation with keyboards saw me purchase a too-large-for-my-desk 88-key midi controller just after Christmas 2021, at which point I realised I had to sign up for this class. Despite all my musical experience, the last decade has mainly seen me recording unfinished covers of Beatles songs, or messing around with friends recording semi-pastiche UK grime which we've been doing since we were teenagers. I hadn't written an actual song since I started university, back in 2005.

All of which eventually led me to logging onto a Zoom session on Sunday 16th January for Robin to begin his first lecture of the class. I watched in amazement as the user count ticked up and up and up until there were more than 800 people in the session – and this was only the first of two timeslots for the class that day. Almost without introduction, there was Robin, sitting in an anonymous room presumably in his home, and introducing himself to the virtual classroom.

Once I got over the fact that I was listening to the insight of the man who wrote "Mykonos" and "Lorelai", I began making notes and trying to take in his insights which would hopefully transform me from bedroom tinkerer to... well, a slightly more accomplished bedroom tinkerer. I have to be realistic about this: obviously folks like Pecknold and my other singer/songwriter heroes didn't attend classes like these – arguably you can't even teach this stuff at all. Our musical heroes seem to just pop into being, fully-formed, with all of their raw talent already in place. At the age of 35 I think my moment to record the next "Helplessness Blues" has already faded – but I was excited to get what I could from this course and hopefully be able to feel satisfied that I've produced something I'm proud of.

School of Song courses are centered around the community of students: there's an extremely active Discord community where users share advice, tech tips, lyrical inspiration and—above all—positive feedback on each other's ideas. Each week, Robin sets a homework prompt, and everyone gets together on Zoom to share their finished recordings and discuss them in small groups. This part was highlighted by previous attendees as one of the highlights of the experience: getting supportive feedback and criticism of their ideas from other people experiencing the same creative challenge.

I dived in. Our first homework prompt had two choices: "The Archaeologist" or "The Problem Solver". The former was a task to come up with four distinct pieces of music—just a verse, a few lines, a melody, whatever—then stitch them together into a single song, however incoherent or ill-fitting. The latter was a series of question-led prompts, which Robin revealed as a prominent Fleet Foxes technique, eg:

• Mykonos:  Can I write a song with two choruses?
• White Winter Hymnal:  Can I make a pop song that’s mostly acapella?
• Crack-Up:  Can I make something that feels like a ship being pulled apart by an iceberg?

He provided a list of similar questions which we could choose from to inspire our own creations.

I choose the Archaeologist prompt, reasoning that if I wrote four pieces, it increased the chances of me coming up with something I liked and could take further later, even if it didn't work as part of a whole. With only six days to complete the writing and recording, I jumped into chord patterns and lyric ideas.

Robin also recommended a book called "I Remember" by Joe Brainard. It's an autiobiography where the entire thing is sentences like this:

I remember my first cigarette. It was a Kent. Up on a hill. In Tulsa, Oklahoma. With Ron Padgett.

I remember my first erections. I thought I had some terrible disease or something.

I remember the only time I ever saw my mother cry. I was eating apricot pie.

I remember how much I cried seeing South Pacific (the movie) three times.

Robin said how useful this book has been for him to generate inspiration: pick it up and open at random, and see where the memory takes you. I bought a copy and was amazed to find it worked: I skimmed a few pages and suddenly found myself transported back to primary school at a poetry recital, sneaking into my first 18+ movie when underage, reliving the worst Christmas I've ever had and hanging out in graveyards after church when still a child. I wrote my own "I remember" sentences and used these as the basis to generate lyric ideas for the class.

Disaster struck midway through the week:  I picked up a cold (thankfully not the cold, but still). My voice was nasal-y and scratchy and I couldn't hit any of the notes I'd recorded on my demos when Friday evening rolled around and my assignment was due the next day. In the end I concluded that "done is better than perfect" and recorded the song as best I could, but as soon as my cold cleared up I went back and re-recorded the vocals (which is the version you'll hear below).

People had already been posting some of their recordings before the "official" song sharing day on Saturday and it was both daunting and inspiring to listen to them – so much talent was on display. People's voices were incredible and their lyrical ideas profound and exciting. I was glad I hadn't listened to too many of them before uploading my own recording or I might have imposter-syndrome'd myself out of there.

To my surprise, Robin was a constant participant in the Discord discussions, answering people's questions and reacting with excitement and genuine interest to people's heartfelt ideas and reflections on the experience. He also left comments and feedback on people's songs uploaded to the "jukebox" tool the School of Song have created – this felt like the golden seal of approval if you had a comment from @robinpecknold. I guess Fleet Foxes aren't touring right now, hence his ability to teach this course, but I've found myself hugely impressed by his level of commitment and interest in the whole thing – kudos!

Saturday evening rolled around and it was time for the song share: I got bundled into a Zoom breakout room with 3 strangers, and luck of the draw (eg. my date of birth) meant I got to go first. I sent everyone the link to my song, and for the next two and a half minutes we all sat there on mute, listening to it. It was a really bizarre feeling to know that people in Wales, Kentucky and Canada were all sitting and listening to the music I'd recorded in my home studio earlier that weekend, as I sat there trying not to watch them listening. After it finished they gave me lots of appreciative feedback and highlights, and I made sure to do the same for everyone else's—especially the super-talented music teacher who went next and shared an amazing country/jazz/pop jam with an entire orchestra's worth of instruments.

We're only halfway through the course right now and I'm really enjoying the experience. It's forced me to start writing things again, and to try to accept (and even love) my voice, something I've never been confident with and had never properly recorded or performed with before. I know when I listen to the things I've recorded for School of Song so far that they still sound juvenile and rusty, or just clear imitations of other artists/sounds that I like. But I can also feel the development that's happened these past few weeks as I've tried to re-awaken muscles I haven't exercised in a decade, and found that there are still a few creative sinews there.

I can also feel like if I persevere with this, with the help of the community that powers School of Song, I can figure out my own sound and find a way to write and record some music that represents me. I don't think I'm going to become the next Fleet Foxes, but I think I can be happy with writing some songs me and my friends might enjoy, and that's good enough for me. 

You can hear my efforts for the Archaeologist prompt here and the lyrics are available on my Soundcloud page. I also have a work-in-progress with a bit more instrumentation (but barely any lyrics!) here – give it a spin!

If you like the sound of this, you should sign up for School of Song right away – it's the best thing I've done for years.

Gothic: An Illustrated History

Roger Luckhurst

Thames & Hudson Ltd 

Once one looks past the outworn clichés and stereotypes of how “gothic” is commonly portrayed, defining the DNA of the genre proves to a tad more intricate than it seems from a distance, especially since its manifestations and incarnations are ubiquitous and manifold.

Author Roger Luckhurst set out to find the core and common denominator of the “gothic” by looking at it from a range of angles and consolidating findings from both the literary as well as the visual. Informed by the notion that “gothic” originally incarnated with distinct features, Luckhurst acknowledges and expertly conveys how it has morphed over time to become a travelling trope as it infiltrated different cultures and was infused by their respective beliefs.

Comprehensive in nature and structured thematically instead chronologically, Gothic: An Illustrated History sheds light on the origins and masters of the genre, to then take a step back to look at who revived it across all media types, how surprisingly varied variants emerged in other cultures and spawned new genres were spawned as well as the commonalities across the board, i.e. the core emotional responses it evokes.

Juxtaposing contemporary and traditional gothic phenomena, Luckhurst artfully reveals how context, time, zeitgeist and space actively contribute to its perception and thereby delivers a well-rounded, holistic and global view of the genre.

As the name suggests, the tome is aptly illustrated with close to four hundred accompanying images, which visually substantiate the thoughtful essays.

Carried by an engaging, educational and easily accessible tone, Gothic: An Illustrated History makes for a compelling read and a worthwhile addition to the reference section of any library.

Tim Minchin
Enmore Theatre
Sydney, Australia
19 January 2021

If you have so far managed to walk this earthround without having encountered Tim Minchin’s unique brand of entertainment and been enthralled by how the Australian renaissance man channels his alchemy, I pity you not unlike Mr T would, as you have missed out.

Tim Minchin in a live environment is quite a few things: There are comedic, stand up-esque bits, delicately intimate piano based compositions, full-on rock show components set in scene via a tight backing band, traditional spoken word passages interweaved with philosophical musings on the need to be, all presented in the most wonderfully engaging manner and in a way that gives idiosyncrasy a new dimension.

The beauty of witnessing Minchin in the third dimension lies in feeling the energy he exudes, how his charm fills the room and how it seems to make everyone in attendance a better version of themselves through sheer osmosis.

Being a classically trained musician and endowed with a borderline academic mastery of both instruments as well as his vocal delivery, Minchin does not get lost in merely showing off his chops but uses his seemingly effortless demeanour to weave in ad hoc observations, at all times ready to go off script to eventually meander his way back to exactly the spot he left off from.

Comprised of a melange of his older, classic and new songs, Tim masterfully spun his yarn from the intentionally silly via profound insightful revelations to have his elaborations culminate at the all-out hilarious, all of which is informed by his witty as Wilde double entendre laden witticisms and the rapid-fire delivery of his linguistically intricate wordplays. The myriad of thought provoking aspects of the evening are a delight to revel in as they come not across as preachy but are infused with a refreshing inherently healthy and omnipresent self-deprecating criticism.

Tim Minchin is a brainy phenomenon that has to be experienced in all its articulate brilliance.

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photo by T

The Formative Years – Einstürzende Neubauten

When I first came across Einstürzende Neubauten in a record store, I blindly bought their recently released Haus der Lüge album as in my mind, the band name in combination with the cover artwork meant that the music must be akin to the political hardcore punk I had recently gotten into.

Needless to say, I was not amused when I listened to their heady atonal, noisy sounds, which were based on the melange of custom-built instruments, predominantly made out of scrap metal and building tools. 

While Haus der Lüge was admittingly much more conventional and less harsh than their previous releases, I was disappointed as I felt that I could have put my allowance money to better use by putting it toward another record by bands like The Exploited or G.B.H.

It was not until years later that via a myriad of detours, I rediscovered and developed a weak spot for Blixa Bargeld, Alexander Hacke & co.’s unique path they had carved out for themselves, along with their significance and influence they have exerted over underground since they first incarnated in 1980.

Ever since I have found their uncompromising and boundary pushing approach immensely inspiring, especially given that their early experimental and improvised live performances caused quite a stir and resulted in difficulties with both venue management and law enforcement because of them e.g. setting the venue on fire and dissembling the stage with jackhammers.

The early 1990s saw Einstürzende Neubauten infiltrating feuilletonism and a deliberate change of style, which saw them incorporate subversively subtle notes with their pop noir ambient soundscapes in lieu of the industrial hullabaloo of their earlier days. 

It was wonderful to have had the chance to experience the Neubauten up and close both as a collective as well as with their individual projects as part of MONA’s more recent Dark Mofo festivals, which proved more than ever what a unique collective they are – a collective that is quintessentially still all about context,  metaphor and the mining for sounds in unexpected places.

Allen Unwin Publishing

A Long Stride: The Story of the World's No.1 Scotch Whisky

When it comes to Scotch, Johnnie Walker must be one of the most known brands on the planet and while it is omnipresent in mainstream establishments, the story of the man who started it all is widely unknown.

A Long Stride chronicles the story of an empire that started with a small grocery shop in Kilmarnock and sheds light on the trials and tribulations of a man that did things in his own idiosyncratic ways with the comm

n denominator being a commitment to quality and the unwavering will and ability to move forward against all odds.
No matter if you are a whisky aficionado or interested in entrepreneurship, the book reveals fascinating insights into the building of a brand, building  distribution deals and sales campaigns, whose significance and iconicity looms into not only the worlds of libations but Scottish identity at large.

Comprised of ten chapters and accompanied by illustrations and photos along with footnotes, the well-researched approach of author Nicholas Morgan – which should not come as a surprise given that he has had access to the original records of John Walker & Sons - results in a compelling account of a topic that clearly, he has had a lifelong personal interest in.

A must read for anyone remotely into whisky history.

The Art of Science 

Heather Barnett, Nathan Cohen and Adrian Holme

One could make a case that art and science have never not been interwoven, however, specifically with the advent of the twenty-first century, things have taken on a new dimension with new technologies creating the foundation for the making of exciting, new and never realized before artistic endeavours.

In turn, art offers the opportunity to question and reflect on scientific advancements and their implications for humanity at large.
The Art of Science zeroes in on this interesting dynamic by examining the oeuvres of forty artists from different time periods and epochs to where we are now and highlight the commonalities in terms of both art and sciences serving as vehicles to venture and explore our collective raison d’etre.

Not limited to genres , media or specific disciplines, the tome distils its conclusions and insights into the intersections of art and science and the way the convergences have cross pollinated and inspired new developments.

Centred around five broad themes, i.e. location and intention; alchemy and cosmos with a focus on light and spheres; being human putting the focus on the body; ecology and environment; machines and systems looking questioning the ordering of space and media and finally nature and its role.

Needless to say, the terrain is vast in every aspect and there is no claim to The Art of Science being comprehensive, however, the aim is achieved in that remarkable artistic works are exhibited that aid in providing a deeper understanding of our existence and reason for being.

A Runner's High: My Life in Motion

Dean Karnazes

I started running fifteen years ago and hardly a day goes by where I do not go for a jog and feeling better afterwards for many reasons. The act of running has invigorated my love of life and carried me through good and bad times wherever I roamed.

While I have managed to completed a couple of half-marathons, I have never tackled a full marathon, let alone extremer forms of long distance running, which is the metier of Dean Karnazes. 

A Runner’s High sheds light not only on the nature of running ultramarathons, but underlying motivations for a seasoned runner to still expose himself to such taxing physical and mental challenges despite being middle-aged and the toll it takes.

Chronicling his path to his tenth Western State 100 miles event, Karnazes takes us through his preparation, the ebbs and flows of his day-to-day and the details of the implications of his undertakings in an engaging manner with self-deprecating humour.

A highly entertaining and well-pieced together account that conveys his enthusiasm for a life of running, reflections on how he pushes beyond what he himself thinks possible and recaps of his races that with their intricate details make one feel present with him on the course.

Despite being a bit overly self-referential at times, a fun read and a compellingly inspirational book that sheds light on the magic of running with all its highs and lows.