London artist Daecolm isn’t scared of the “Jungle”

Born in Zimbabwe, raised in South London, educated in New Zealand where he landed his first number one single, Daecolm (“DAYK-‘M”) is now set to burn up the music scene in right here in the UK, starting with the premiere of his new track “Jungle” released today via Wonderland audio premiere. Daecolm is a name you’ll…

The Atheist Christmas Album : FREE DOWNLOAD!

The Atheist Christmas Album? Yes, it’s Christmas, without the religion. And whether you don’t believe in a God, or you do, this collection of Christmas tunes is worth making a noise about. No, it’s not a Weird Al mockery type charade, this is a Christmas album, created by talented avant-garde artist, Tylean, who just wanted Christmas…

Larkin Poe : The sisters are ready to rock Glasto!

Have you heard Larkin Poe yet? Perhaps you caught them at Glastonbury in 2014, or know that they often tour with Elvis Costello, and you are already on this rock’n’roll train? You will catch them at Glasto this weekend too, because they weren’t named by The Observer as the best discovery at Glastonbury the last…

Andy Black : The Shadow Side at Koko Camden

Okay, so you should all know that I’ve been in love with Black Veil Brides since I was first introduced to them at Download Festival 2015, when I fell into the moshpit by accident, having left the Mainstage in my disillusion with Faith No More live (the white stage and white clothing terrified me if…

Get Ugly – Jason Derulo at the O2

Hey beautiful people, it’s been way too long, I know! As they all say, I’ve been busy. I’m working on getting the first draft of my current novel finished by end of February, so it’s all hands on deck with regard to the creatives in my mind! I can offer a small highlight of my…

They call us bad company — Five Finger Death Punch at Wembley

When I was thirteen, I owned my first rock album, Infest, by Papa Roach. And when I say owned, it was actually borrowed from the girl who sat next to me in class. My mother would have never permitted purchase of an album with that well-placed black and white sticker that advises parents of explicit…

The Festival. Night three. Face the monster.

Rather amusingly, something went wrong here and this episode didn’t publish at the beginning of the week when I thought it did! And I wondered why everyone was telling me they couldn’t wait to ready it…! Oops. Social fail. Well, if you do pop by here, I hope you enjoy the read! Love and darkness,…

The Festival. Day three. In the end.

Nothing like a bit of fun at the festival before we re-introduce our antagonist, right? The Festival. Day three. In the end. The zipper on the tent doorway flapped wildly in the early morning breeze as Charis crawled into the door of her tent. Nick was already cooking bacon on a disposable barbeque outside their…

The Festival. Day three. Inhale the dawn.

If you’ve left a goal to sit for some time without working on it, the best course of action is simply to pick it back up and run with it again, no questions or waiting for the right time, or you will never do it. On that note, I’d better start with day three of…

One more to round up the festival season…

Another festival season has come and gone, passing us by in a blurr of English summer rain, mud, music and beautiful people. I had the privilege of attending Bestival on the Isle of Wight a couple of weekends ago, and as always, I do love to tell a story! You can check out my review…

The Festival. Night two. Theory of chaos.

When we don’t understand or believe something, we tend to form theories in our minds, ways to explain things that allow us to cope, or in the very least allow us to escape into fantasy. The problem for Charis is, how do you deal with those fantasies when they prove to be real? (If you…