What did you mean?

When I found you, you were ragged. So dusty. Sleeveless in the cold of your neglect. Though metal-rimmed. Built to last. Bumping through the decades, from storage to storage.   But what did you mean? You were and are a demo. So: Did you spark a tryst? Give words to some unspoken love? Why didn’t … More What did you mean?

Self Portrait

This is me. No grandiloquent celebration- Just a snapshot on a cold morning. Selfie? I loathe the word. No this is me making a record through a record through a mirror through a lens. This is me today. Right now. Hello.   © Tom Tide 2016  

Knopfler

  I might just  as well just post a hyperlink to a Youtube clip for this entry. I could do. Maybe I should. Mark Knopfler’s performances need to be seem to be believed. Yet to do so I feel would be a disservice to a supreme communicator. A person who has for over four decades … More Knopfler

Last Chance Saloon

What would you watch, if time was of the essence? If you could enjoy and appreciate one film, and one film only.  Choose one cinematic experience to relive.  If you were given 60 seconds to choose one last film? Could you take your pick?  I could, hands down. It would be Local Hero. The 1983 … More Last Chance Saloon

Sounding Board

How marvellous. To be the translator. To revivify breath and sound and life Captured with such joy, To feel, with tingling anticipation A crackle Then the unleashing of a moment in time That means so much To so many Now. © Tom Tide 2016

If it itches…

Records. They all itch-beneath their sleeves. All of them. All of the time. Always. Longing for relief. Yearning to be scratched on both sides. Those aren’t crackles that we hear. They are sighs. Gasps.  Sheer joy at being touched again. Once, in a spiral tease. Then returned. Sated. Shelved. Only to tickle until the next time. Dreaming … More If it itches…

Keep the Faith

I want  to time travel, right now. To drop in to an event, a gig, a scene  like a stone in a well, and immerse myself. Bathe in the moment, and only come up for air when sated.  Given the choice, the full gamut of happenings, I’d pick a Northern Soul event hands down. A … More Keep the Faith

Spirals

I am a treasure hunter. A pleasure-seeker. A record finder. Have been for over half of my life. An addict. Yet I am not a collector but a custodian, looking after what are literally records of time. I will pass them on. Records to me are sculptures, carved with meaning and framed by word and image, … More Spirals