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This is an old wordpress blog, usng the classic Hemingway template, I used to combine some words and photos.
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This is shattered fragment of a stumbleupon blog, long since now defunct, where I used to store favourite images, and attach poems to them (or vice versa). Just goes to show that for all its claims of ubiquity, the digital domain doesn't give you much of a purchase in permanence.
PeterJukes's revi
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UPDATE: this site might be a bit quiet for the next few months as I act as the Newsweek/DailyBeast correspondent on the Leveson Inquiry and the ongoing News International revelations unfolding in London. I'll try to cross reference as and when I can, but my work can be followed by clicking the pictu
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My CV was probably my first great work of fiction, and I've been constantly inventive trying to keep despair and insignificance from the door by trying to recompose my variegated and frankly unreliable career into some kind of compelling, believable and progressive narrative. I'm not sure it really
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This redesign of my site brings together various different blogs and postings under one banner. I've been writing about how computer technology and the web revolutionises the means of production, distribution and exchange for 20 years or so now. Finally, thanks to Joomla, the software is simple enou
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Inspired both by the digital revolution and the capacity for computers and the internet to 'electrify the word', I first created a website in the mid 90s (at some social space I don't even remember) and then uploaded my own website to demon around 1997. Of course this was genuine mixture of va
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Ancient sound - the inspiration for my website in 2006. See the old version here
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Displaying items by tag: Musical
I Blame Time
I Blame Time – featuring Julie Atherton as Patrizia Gucci
Desperate
Faithless
Abandoned by luck
No one to turn to
But the stars above
Hopeless
Heartless
The ice in your eyes
But I don't blame you
I blame time
I'll blame time
I blame time
Needy
Bleeding
Locked in my mind
Fighting my demons
I didn't hear your cries
So hate me
Berate me
Say what you want
But I won't blame you no
I don't blame anyone I don't
I don't blame me
I blame time
I'll blame time
I blame time
I'll blame time
I see the long years ahead
Tearing our good will to shreds
But one day this madness will pass
One day you'll repay
My love
I blame time
I'll blame time
I blame time
Desperate
Helpless
Cold and cast out
But nothing will shake me
From this rock of love
Patient
I'll wait here
And hold to the last
No I don't blame you no
I won't blame anyone I don't
I won't blame me
I'll blame time
Mrs Gucci
Who was rich and she was poor,
Her mother was a laundress
Her father bought her pearls,
The world owed her a living
But it never could be hers,
So the beginning of this story is
That poor rich little girl.