Really, really love what Brett Anderson had to say here about (song) writing. About making things if you don’t have them. On making something different. On doing something different. On inspiration and creativity and on growing into what you become.

Story writing is no different.

I’ve been listening to old Suede stuff quite a bit of late. Especially this and (wait for the intro to finish) this.

And I think I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and remembering. Time doesn’t half fly and people don’t half change (I’m talking about me here as well). But doing that remembering and listening to these songs I loved when I was fourteen or so has cheered me up no end.

Blabbering over. For now.