I've been flat out running events. I hosted a bunch of stuff for Manchester Science Festival , and for Bad Language . Oh and I did a ...

I knocked together a playlist over the summer then forgot about it. Here is that Fat Roland summer techno playlist . Only thing is, you...

I'm going to blog more even if it kills me. Dammit. It has killed me. I am a ghost. At the moment, Ghost Fat Roland is listenin...

I'm pretty sure acid is the best kind of music. I go through phases. Recently it's been ambient dub centred around the Beyond l...

It took me weeks to recover from Edinburgh. Not physically, because the Escher cobbles of that city give you biceps of steel. No, I'm th...

I found this in my drafts. No, I've no idea either. Dogs. Dogs. Dogs. Dogs from my knees to the horizon. Dogs. Millions of...

Slow Reader is an exhibition of broken words created by me, and hinted at in this here blog post here , and brought to you by Art Works M...

I feel empty. I feel like a Cadbury creme egg that's had its sweet gloop tongued out by an anteater. I feel like a Stereophonics...