Phoenix Fights

Fighting the FEAR, depression and BDP on a daily basis AND making my own bread. Bring it on 2016….


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OK, today’s track has been uploaded on the tenuous theme of my having messed up my life and needing a new beginning, but let’s be honest, it’s on here because I heard it for the first time last night at the end of a documentary about Death Row and fucking love it.
Actually, come to think about it, this does earn its place on here because after watching a bunch of pallid, tattooed, regretful prisoners stuck in a small living space with their cats (Jesus, who’d have thought I’d have so much in common with kid and cop murderers?!) with nothing to look forward to but death by natural causes or via a big old syringe filled with poison, makes me realise that I can actually leave mine. Any time I want to.
I’ve already walked away, so I just need to man up and start over again. And empty my slops bucket 😉


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