Author: Paul Duane

A room full of people who know that this moment will pass by quickly and never happen again, so they had better be fully present to this moment, right here, right now.
They opened with The Overview, the ambitious new album — performed straight through with no breaks. The crowd sat silently, eyes glued to the stage and the surreal visuals behind the band. It felt more like a symphony than a rock show.
Photographs wouldn’t just fail to capture the moment — they’d misrepresent it. Cameras don’t capture what’s in the air. Continue Reading →

Every city whispers something.
Berlin? She says: “I can hold space for what was – AND- what IS, NOW, without being overly burdened by either.”
This is Soul Anarchy. Continue Reading →

Speaking of ghosts, we went on a ghost tour of the city one night, including some underground passage ways where the unspeakable happened.

I had an uber driver today who had a thick Indian – AND – Scottish accent. Such a trip. As he extolled the many virtues of the society in Edinburgh, he conceded – “There are only two bad things about living here: The weather, and the food”.

Speaking of food, I got my Anthony Bourdain on, and tried the local delicacies including haggis, black pudding, and of course, lots of fish & chips with peas. Continue Reading →