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Hauschka – foreign landscapes   Yesterday the doorbell rang. I took a long time deciding whether to get up and follow the sound of the doorbell. Should I take the trouble of walking all the way to the door, despite the shrill protestations of my intuition? Don’t go; don’t open it; there won’t be anybody… Read more »

  Dear Hauschka/Mr Bertelmann,   I could be anybody, and maybe, in the end, it’s better you believe that. Though, I must tell you, I really am who I appear to be, which I guess is just about as strange an opening gambit as you’re likely ever to hear. Seriously, what were the chances of… Read more »

It is the embodiment of mechanical perfection. So what could there possibly be to improve upon? A sophisticated process called the ‘key action mechanism’ results in a little hammer striking a taut string. The length, width and tension of this string have been expertly designed to sound at a very specific pitch. Its vibration resonates… Read more »

C/Bou de Sant Pere 7, 2o 2a 08003 Barcelona SPAIN August 23 1997     Nothing golden ever lasts anyway, but I hope you understand that I put everything I had into making stars shine out of our thing. Though, I suppose that’s like saying, “I’m the most careful driver in the world. I will… Read more »

You could taste it, no other way around it. It was actually in the air; you could taste it. Coming out of the middle part of the factory was a large brick cigarette. Where the mouth was, I don’t know. Probably hell — that or some place close to hell. This mouth was releasing giant… Read more »

I arrived shortly after noon. Not being used to travelling on foot, it had taken me a little longer to reach my destination (which would turn out to be my destiny): the secluded and much sought-after place in the woods that can be seen neither by the bird in the sky, nor by the frog… Read more »

It all began with Room to expand; I was searching for stories for the record when I had the idea to ask a friend to make up one for me. When I first asked Luke Sutherland, a very good friend and an excellent writer, who had been shortlisted for the Withbread Book Ward in 1998,… Read more »