Back at work today while everyone else is off till Monday.

Spinning Pinhead Gunpowder, staring at some admin, and pretending to be a functional adult (whose diet hasn't been 90% cheese, wine, and shame for the past two weeks).

My 2025 vibe: this book, a lot of unwarranted confidence, and just enough smugness to ruin every gallery visit.

First night back at Brixton Academy since it reopened, and it’s still the best venue in London. I'm so happy we didn't lose it.

Couldn't have asked for a better live band than Vampire Weekend for my first trip back either.

I've had a fun year, but the fact that I spent multiple hours listening to The Mountain Goats also suggests I like my fun with a side of existential despair. #SpotifyWrapped

South Western Railways have given up trying to get people home tonight, so I’m now in a black cab for the next hour.

Can I claim the cost back? Yes. Will I take joy in South Western Railways having to pay £150? Also yes.

Artist I've seen live, but it's the alphabet (1/2)

A - Alkaline Trio
B - Bad Religion
C - Capdown
D - Dropkick Murphys
E - Enter Shikari
F - Fall Out Boy
G - Green Day
H - Haim
I - Idles
J - Jack White
K - Kiss
L - Less Than Jake

Got to be honest, Rod Stewart was not who I was hoping for #Glastonbury

(Non) official reporting live from the GAA Provincial Club Championship - All Britain Final. #Sport

John Mulaney - "Baby J": A Wide-Ranging Conversation

#NowSpinning #Vinyl

Ten bands/artists to get to know me in no particular order:

- The Menzingers
- PUP
- Against Me!
- Taylor Swift
- Spanish Love Songs
- Alkaline Trio
- Jeff Rosenstock
- The Mountain Goats
- Neutral Milk Hotel
- Chris Farren

“How’s joining Blue Sky going? Well, I’ve been posting like someone who wears a fleece, can name a train by the sound of its horn, and finds joy in composting — so, naturally, the followers are just rolling in.”

Bought some mulch and plant bulbs today, and now Amazon’s convinced I need a metal detector. I'm 34 - how did I skip straight to “retired hobbyist”? #StillPunk

Spent the year re-wilding my garden (read: completely neglecting it), but took the mower to it today—pretty sure I just ruined a previously unknown ecosystem and shredded a fox shit for good measure.

As the years move forward, the position I stand at gigs moves back.

I'm now standing dangerously close to the 'I brought a new leather jacket for this show' chumps.

If anyone needs me next June I'll be at #Glastonbury2025 🎉🎉🎉🎉

When you hit your mid-30s, you have to pick a niche to get into. There are three options:

1) WWII history
2) Craft beer
3) Trains

I’ve clearly chosen trains. I took the train from London to Austria last week—loved it.

I even bought a book about train stations. No regrets.

I'm here. I'm confused.