Why I love… In the mood for love

“This lyrical beauty, almost archaic.” I am listening to you. And I am agreeing. “The sway of the hips, the look. Where does it happen except in this magical, fictional space?” The intense deliberation. Each look towards and away. Each inhale of smoke & exhale of defeat. The crushing elegance of it all. “The hand […]

The heart asks pleasure first or Why I love… Michael Nyman

My love, Have you ever heard of Michael Nyman? He is a composer. He composed the score of Jane Campion’s film, The Piano. This is amongst my favorite tracks. It is perhaps the musical equivalent of the dreadful possibility of loss. The desperate, wild look in the eyes when faced the sudden idea that this might be the last […]

Notes for a Young Gentleman, or Why I love… Granta magazine

Toby Litt’s step-by-step guide to how to be a proper, young gentleman.        A gentleman should arrive at his destination, after however arduous a journey, quite as if he had just taken a turn around the rose garden. A gentleman should never acknowledge a mere fact. A gentleman should behave no differently in […]

Why I love… @angadc

Twitter has changed my life, and for more reasons than I have both time and inclination to elaborate. I learn from it constantly. It is an endless source of knowledge, exposure to the obscure, humour and/or wit, poor grammar and punctuation, tenderness, entertainment, and amusement. I find myself oscillating constantly between being fascinated, touched and bewildered by how much cleverness there is […]