The Release Day Of HEX

Today has been one of those days where I've been scanning the horizon, looking for someone to come kill me. Nobody came, which is a good thing because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to experience this deep sense of pride for the release of Cave Mouth's debut album HEX. For those of you not… Continue reading The Release Day Of HEX

DIY In The Dark : Beachcombed Claw Necklace

So I was beachcombing on Saltburn beach the other day - if you're interested, my previous post is all about it - and I found a particularly fantastic little piece of driftwood shaped something like a claw. A view of the claw before it started its transformation. From the moment I picked it up, I… Continue reading DIY In The Dark : Beachcombed Claw Necklace

Wyrd Days : Saltburn-By-The-Sea

I went beachcombing last night. I scuttled under the immense Jurassic cliffs at Saltburn-By-The-Sea, and filled my carrier bag with rocks and driftwood and more rocks. (I really wanted to find sea glass but only scored two tiny pieces.) It was the first time, in as long as I can remember, that I felt like… Continue reading Wyrd Days : Saltburn-By-The-Sea

Hex By Cave Mouth : Album Artwork

A few months ago, I wrote a song when I was in one of the deepest depressions of my life. I never could have imagined that a short time on, I would be in a band with one of my favourite musicians of all time, and on the verge of releasing a full-length album. But… Continue reading Hex By Cave Mouth : Album Artwork

Roadkill : I Will Remember You, My Friend

When I take little Saga out for a walk, I know there’s a likelihood that I’ll encounter roadkill. I walk the country road most of the way, and too many people drive idiotically fast. Usually, I come across rabbits or birds that have been hit, but in the past two days, it’s been hedgehogs –… Continue reading Roadkill : I Will Remember You, My Friend

Thinking In The Dark : Thistles

Thistles, like foxgloves, can steal me away for hours. If I’m passing by a thistle or a whole host of them, I always, always, always have to stop and drink in their presence. The prickles that we see all over the plant are for defense and protect the thistle from being eaten by most animals.… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Thistles

Thinking In The Dark : Living With Anxiety

Anxiety and I go back a long way. A very long way. Such a long way that I struggle to actually remember a time in my life when I wasn’t anxious. When I’m not anxious though (or in a depression), I fucking radiate joy. I really do. Part of it is to do with the… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Living With Anxiety

Art Of Black Annis

I feel somewhat ashamed that it’s taken me until the age of thirty-two to read into Black Annis. My attention in the sphere of folklore has, for the most part of the past fifteen years, been elsewhere, predominately Scandinavia. Little did I know that one of the most fearsome folkloric creatures was actually extremely close… Continue reading Art Of Black Annis

Thinking In The Dark : When Everything Is Just Too Much

Everything has been too much today. I'm depressed, exhausted and all my senses are way too overloaded. Even the mumbled noise of people talking in another room is making me twitch. Saga has been screaming in my face for the past twelve hours, I can't get my stupid septum ring out of my stupid nose,… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : When Everything Is Just Too Much