The music changes, depending on mood, and what I am writing. But in this case this is a post about music with a theme… I’ve taken to over using the analogy that good writing requires a little of the writers blood be left on the page. This is not a new analogy for me, neither is saying that my books have slithers of my soul in them. I use these analogies all the time when I talk about my favourite writers, or the difference between the writing of an AI chat bot and words crafted and cared for by living breathing humans. I stick by it.

Because, as I have also been known to state of late, in the words of Ian Astbury. ‘you have to bleed a little while you sing, least the words don’t mean nothing.‘ And you can’t argue with that, or with any Billy Duffy guitar riff…

As we are on about blood and writing, here’s New Jerseys finest, asking the what happens if you shed too much blood on the page… Lyrics to live by… or not.

Now, does anyone have a cow bell? Because She Wants Revenge need it to play Written in Blood which is surprisingly not a mid 80’s goth track… But certainly channels the 80’s goth of my youth. I stumbled across them a coupe of years ago on a play list wedged between Bauhaus and The Sisters as if they had always been there…

And finally speaking of the 80’s goth music, and because any excuse for a relatively obscure Sisters track, from First and Last and Always Bloody Money (yes okay I was running out of blood and writing songs, its not a huge field)…

Anyway, I’m off to shed a little blood on the pages of a novel I’m not writing, rather than on the one I am and possibly think of a new metaphor while I am at it.