I haven't abandoned London entirely and will continue to make frequent visits for meetings, gigs and catch ups with best pals, but for now, I'm committed to making this fine city of Nottingham my home and place of wild creative abandon. I do hope Nottingham is as excited about my arrival. Nottingham, can you hear me...?
If you are having a bad day as a performer, it is best to avoid the Royal Mile incase you punch a clown in the face for trying to get you involved in a piece of site specific theatre. If you see/ know a performer having a bad day, give them a hug or buy them a drink, you can also remind them that Bowie was shit for ten years (Circa Laughing Gnome) but they may also punch you for this info.
If all of this energy, wisdom and news about independent initiatives came from one room of people at a conference on a Friday afternoon, imagine what could be achieved if we could multiply this and connect it to every level of the industry and to those who make decisions nationally and internationally about funding and policy development.
The English translation of écorché vif doesn't do justice to this French expression: "tourmented soul" is too lyrical and romantic. Un écorché vif is somebody who voluntary butchers his own soul. It's brutal. It's like putting the ingredients of your soul through a food processor, set on "shred." This is how, in France, they describe Le Prince Miiaou, the rising star of French rock music.
When it comes to kicking ass and taking names, its female bloggers who have it nailed. We excel at building online platforms that bloom into communities that help us to be better: sassier, more focused, kinder, healthier. From fashion to attitude, self-marketing to self-love, here are my top 9 lady blogs that I think you should be reading, but probably aren't, yet.