Where Angels Fear
2 min readJul 1, 2021

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No ... I may be sweet but, I'm far from innocent. Well ... except, of course, for all the ways in which, much to my chagrin, I am — but nobody's perfect, right? 😉

I suppose, were I to change enough about the identities of certain people and put a bit of a twist on times and locations, change a few details ... I could produce something in keeping with the character of the people and events.

But then I'm kinda at a loss for a plot.. If it's an autobiography, it's simply "here's some stuff that happened to me", but, if it's fiction, I need to come up with a plot — and I don't exactly know what the plot of my life is ... certainly not what II thought it was gonna be.

The thing is that, when making music I know, in advance, how it's gonna end — have the sounds and arrangement that I'll finish on and I work backwards from there ... writing what needs to be there to create the journey to the end.

If I'm DJ-ing, I choose a track I want to end on and work my way to it over the course of the set by dropping a first track that is (more or less) in keeping with whatever the previous DJ played and then carving a path between the two — the tracks that will come in between are an unknown and will be a result of watching how the dancefloor responds to each of them and it's not that I can't find myself letting the end choose itself on occasion, but at least nine times out of ten, whatever I picked as the last track will be the last track and the only thing in question is how I will get there from where I started out.

When it comes to my own life though, I have no idea where it's gonna end ... so, I don't have my usual process upon which to draw .

I'm gonna have to think about this — if I were to write a factionalised version of my autobiography, rather than recounting interesting/amusing anecdotes when occasionally appropriate, then why would I be telling it ... what message would I be trying to convey?

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Where Angels Fear
Where Angels Fear

Written by Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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