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Coursing my way through a normal Wednesday afternoon, the below roused my attention. The following tweet flashed up about a new Loyalty Card scheme set-up between 9 independent coffee shops around the East End of London.

Though unexciting for those devoid of a coffee addiction, the link to this scheme, aptly named the ‘Disloyalty Card’ and conceived by World Barista Champion Gwilym Davies, took me on a little journey. Read the rest of this entry »


#1 Awaking:
Six hours and fourty-five minutes past the dingy morning of March’s ninth consecutive day, my Nokia’s livid alarm went off in room number three hundred and four of Hiatt Baker’s B block of the University of Bristol. My girlfriend, María, unsolicitous, lied her extended body on the squeaky single bed we buoyantly, and sometimes indignant, shared whenever I decided to visit. Knowing what lied ahead of me was nothing more than a healthily frenzied day, I swung up with diminished procrastination. Read the rest of this entry »

In a period of overture before the cacophony of Tallest Man on Earth gig came a jaunt south on the Eurostar. Beasting our way through southern England, we found ourselves in the bar.

We are Joao, a descendant of Portugal raised in the self proclaimed socialist breeding grounds of Luxembourg’s international schools, his Icelandic girlfriend Maria and me, an Englishman with a penchant for live music and youthful follies into the unknown. Read the rest of this entry »

24 heures à Bruxelles - @dododan

With charisma slightly greater than that of a damp rag, Tuesday will see us set sail under the channel en route to the Capital of Belgium, Brussels. Armed with several guitars, tickets to a gig and having booked an all night session in a recording studio, the 24 hours that’ll commence from noon Tuesday might get interesting. Check out for a spot of live story telling.

And in doing my bit for the entente cordiale:

Avec un charisme presque meilleur que celui d’un tapis mouillé, nous nous rendrons mardi dans la capitale belge, Bruxelles. Armés de plusieurs guitares, billets pour un concert et surtout une session nocturne dans un studio de radio, les 24 heures a partir de mardi midi pourraient devenir interéssantes. Venez a pour une transmission en direct de notre histoire.

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