Grumpy old man getting his head together in the country writes gloomy short fiction and takes moody photos of sunsets and trees and things.
He also makes depressing instrumental electronic rock music as Sharp White Teeth: [Bandcamp]/[Soundcloud]/[Spotify].
Sometimes he plays 90s alt-rock bass for Message From The Oppressor: [Bandcamp]/[Soundcloud]/[Spotify].
What? No, you’re having a mid-life crisis.
Category: Photos
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“From these wastelands strange piles of basalt gleamed darkly in the sun – weird masses of stone too regular to be called the work of nature, too unthinkably ancient to be the work of man.” – Karl Edward Wagner, Darkness Weaves A half-century ago, they say, you could walk to the bottom of the Bewl…
Somebody Always Drowns 