Nobody’s Listening. No.68. 27.3.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. Still no change on the dizzy front, but you don’t come here to find out about my medical condition, you come here for the sounds, man. And what sounds do we have for you this week? Another mixed bag of delights, that’s what. We have modern … Continue reading Let Me Introduce Myself To You. Let Me Show You Just What I Can Do.
Nobody’s Listening. No.67. 20.3.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. A couple of minor changes this week. You may have noticed (read:didn’t at all) that I’ve re-named the blog to create ‘Brand Synergy’ urgh, and, ooh look, we’ve got a shiny new font! Unfortunately, there’s still no change with my bad heed situation but that hasn’t … Continue reading You Say That There’s A Thousand Like You. Maybe That’s True.
Nobody’s Listening. No.66. 13.3.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. It’s a poorly sick Nobody’s Listening that greets you this week as I’m currently in the grip of a particularly nasty bout of vertigo. But enough of my ailments, what’s in store this week I hear all six-twelve of you cry? Well, among other delights we … Continue reading Like A Soft Salacious Mist You Are, Bonita, You Fly Away When Love Is New.
Nobody’s Listening. No.65. 6.3.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. and welcome, my lovelies, to another portion of top pop picks and some thrown together musings. What’s in the bag this week Andrew? Well, I’ll tell you, we have a pedal steel master, a Scandinavian troubadour and a sixties debut from a seventies pop starlet, among … Continue reading This Old World May Never Change, The Way It’s Been.
Nobody’s Listening. No.64. 27.2.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. These Fridays are rolling around quicker than ever. It only seems like five minutes since I last gifted you with ten pop picks. Roll on says I. The quicker we banish these dark nights and start enjoying those beautiful early spring days, the better. This weeks … Continue reading If Every Word I Said Could Make You Laugh, I’d Talk Forever.
Nobody’s Listening. No.63. 20.2.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. Well, after my reach out to you all last week with the offer of appearing on the webs most ignored blog, I was inundated with replies. In fact, the grand sum of bot all responses filled my inbox. Not to worry, I’m used to these things … Continue reading Did You Know The Perfect Life? Did You Get Too Much Of It?
Nobody’s Listening. No.62. 13.2.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. February is well under way now. Won’t be long until Spring bursts forth with all its new beginnings and positivity. Speaking of new beginnings, I issued a clarion call on the dedicated facebook page (link up there) to anyone who would like to submit a … Continue reading Nothing Is Quite Like It Seems When You’re Living Your Life In A Dream.
Nobody’s Listening. No.61. 6.2.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. We all still here? The planet hasn’t reached Armageddon yet? Good. Last weekend on the dedicated facebook page (linky up the top there) I made the frankly ridiculous claim that this weeks NL would be the best ever. Of course, I was very, very drunk. As … Continue reading Meet Me Sometime In The Loneliness Of The Night So I Can Tell You The Condition Of My Heart.
Nobody’s Listening. No.60. 30.1.17. Nobody’s Listening Facebook Page. Hullo. You look nice today. Had your hair done? It suits you. Welcome once again to Nobody’s Listening now in it’s sixtieth edition. Sixty! That means you’ve had nigh on 1200 top pop picks forced into your earholes since I started this folly. No need for thanks, … Continue reading Passing Slowly Through The Town. My Feet, They Can Not Touch The Ground.
Nobody’s Listening. No.59. 23.1.17. Hullo. Welcome back to your weekly portion of pop picks. I trust you’re well and the winter weather isn’t biting too fiercely. Thanks to everyone for their kind shares on Facebook last week, it’s nice to know you’re happy to spread the Nobody’s Listening Love. Keep doing that voodoo that you … Continue reading ‘Cause We’re Always In Small Circles And Everyone Thinks We’re Trouble.