December 2010
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I’m in the back of an MATV (military all-terrain vehicle), eating raw (uncooked?) Pop Tarts out of the wrapper after a twenty hour operation to clear compounds in Taliban-held territory in eastern Afghanistan.
The driver climbs in as the gunner drops down from the roof, clunking me in my, thankfully, helmeted head.
‘I heard from First Sergeant,’ says the driver (he makes it...
Gigging in Kabul
Some people go out drinking, some people go to church, some people crochet, I play music. It’s what I’ve always done in my spare time, as a hobby, as a paid job, as catharsis, but mainly as a way to avoid going a bit kooky.
So when I met musicians in Kabul, it was natural that we wanted to jam and then play live, which, for me, is the point of playing.
Of course, Kabul has it’s...
My new favourite singer, Russian waif, Treya.
5 things...
…that would probably indicate my soul-mate/bashert/alter-ego
Has done at least one MAD fold-in
Thinks adding dinosaurs to any concept immediately makes it 100 times cooler
Considers ‘geek’ a term of endearment
Gets excited upon learning a new (Mac) keyboard shortcut
Receives a small thrill scanning one’s own shopping in the supermarket