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There are some beautiful moments on Michael Cloud Duguay’s Kingdom Come, Kingdom Go album—a document of place, people, and old church organs. I’m married to a Newfoundlander, so I know places like Cupids, Brigus, and Bonavista pretty well, and can really feel them here. There’s a good piece about the project in The Quietus today, and this recent Guardian article is especially good at contextualising the music.

At the weekend, we walked under the shade of Sherwood Forest and paid our respects to the Major Oak, in the kind of weather that’s hastened its demise. I expected to feel sad, but something about its skeletal knottiness felt no less majestic.
For context, here’s last month’s post about our tree being declared dead.
For over a decade I’ve traded as Obvious Things, a name that’s only appeared on paperwork. Later this year I’ll finally be launching OT properly as a focused art + design practice, which I’m really excited about.
In the meantime, I’ve got space for new projects. I help people look at problems from fresh angles through playful exploration and a wide mix of inputs and cultural context, then turn that into meticulous, detail-oriented direction.
I had the pleasure of working with Simon in recent years, and he did some of the best work I’d seen, and I was so happy to be able to get on a call and just plod along in a design file at the many, many variations and options. It was a designer’s bounty.
If that sounds useful, please email me.
Photos from a few days in Paris and a short stay in Épernay: great food and fine fizz, record shop cats, showcase sumo, la Coupe du monde on the TV, and stifling heat.

Last summer, in response to this press release about the Major Oak’s concerning condition (which we’d just seen first-hand) I felt the need to alert others, and posted on Bluesky and Mastodon:
The Major Oak means a lot to us in Notts, and it was upsetting to see such poor leaf coverage (due largely to extreme heat and drought) earlier this month. Huge gratitude to the people working hard to relieve its stress and protect what’s left of Sherwood Forest.
Unfortunately, and as feared, our tree has been declared dead after 1,000 years. Old age, yes—but too many hot, dry summers accelerated its demise, despite huge efforts by many good people. As a kid in the 70s and 80s, that direct link to Robin Hood was so exciting. I always loved the Major Oak.
It’s good to see notices in The Guardian and BBC News, but it’s a little sad to feel that too few people seem to care.

David Hockney died last week. We were away, and I’m finally catching up with the tributes. I learned so much from him over the years, most notably about colour, scale, landscape, ways of seeing, identity and attitude.
I connected with his paintings at an early age, and discovered the true breadth of his work while at art school. I never missed a TV programme about him, and I especially love David Hockney on Photography and Other Matters—a BBC film that’s currently on YouTube. I was lucky to see several exhibitions, including the show that launched Nottingham Contemporary, and a more recent display of his playful iPad stuff at the RA. I also recall unexpectedly seeing his A Closer Grand Canyon at the Louisiana, and losing ourselves in all eight metres of it.
Above all, he was a Brit to be proud of: a sensational artist, a fashion icon, proudly gay when it was still illegal, and refreshingly blunt in the way Yorkshire folk seem to relish.
People would mock my accent. I’d look at their artworks and I’d think, well, if I drew like that, I’d keep my mouth shut.
The Man-Machine delivers a captivating audio-visual, retro-futurist ode to a connected Europe. Deep techno, joyous melodies, and a touching tribute to Ryuichi Sakamoto.
Heaven and hell. Prophecy and revelation. Longing and love. If you’ve ever found comfort in the uneasy warmth of a Boards of Canada record, you’ll be hypnotised by this dizzying transmission.


A rare moment of joy for us long-suffering Notts County supporters: outplaying the Beckham-owned Salford City FC at Wembley yesterday to earn promotion to League One. I just braved the heatwave to enjoy the celebrations. You Pies!
Culture is the moat. It’s not craft and it’s not aesthetic. It’s always been culture — lived, relational, contextual. The ability to decode what’s happening right now, to encapsulate it, to communicate it through deep experience. Culture can give birth to something that hasn’t been seen, hasn’t been appropriated, hasn’t been followed to death.
This perfect paragraph from Craft Is Not Culture, by Naz, stopped me in my tracks.
Three soaring above at 7pm today, 30th April—much earlier than usual. Previously: 2025, 9th May (but I’d been away for the preceding week); 2024, 7th; 2023, 7th; 2022, 11th; 2021, 16th; 2020, 5th; 2019, 9th; 2018, 7th; 2017, 11th.
I’ve just spent a week in a beautiful converted barn on the edge of Saddleworth. Nothing restores my positivity quite like being alone on the wild Pennine moors.
My favourite conference is celebrating its 15th year right now in Düsseldorf. I’ve attended several times, both on my own and with Geri, and it’s an event that means a lot to us and many other creative people. I couldn’t be there in person this year, but I was honoured that Marc Thiele invited me and a few others to appear briefly and celebrate with the audience. Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, liebes Beyond Tellerrand!


I’ve been to Wembley Arena many times for gigs, but I’d never been inside the iconic Wembley Stadium next door. On Tuesday evening we went to see the England vs Japan friendly, and while the game itself was rubbish, we really enjoyed the overall experience.
We’ll be cheering for both teams at the World Cup and wish them luck (especially England, because they’ll need it).

John Newling at Beam, 19th February. I’ve known renowned artist John for many years and find his ecological sensitivity very interesting. I loved his note about embedding material—additional layers, text, and so on—into the work that most (or all) won’t see, but which is of great importance to the artist, and how it increases the possibility that the results will resonate with people.
E.R. Thorpe and Richard Warren at The Grove, 7th March. Emma’s a fantastic singer songwriter, recently championed by 6 Music. She’s also one third of The Low Drift. Richard’s best known for The Hybrids in the ’90s, his solo work as Echoboy, and for playing bass with Spiritualized in the 2000s. It was a treat to see both play acoustic sets in an intimate space a short walk from home.
Torn Sail at Squire PAC, 26th March. A rare full-band line-up with Huw Costin on lead vocal and acoustic guitar, Henry Claude on guitar and backing vocals, John Thompson on bass, Jim Baron on keys, synth and backing vocals, and Jeff Davenport on drums. It was such a treat to see Huw, Jim, and Brown Fang play together in one exceptionally tight band, and I think everyone in attendance was a long-time supporter. Highlights included a mesmeric Mud People and every moment of Nutshell. E.R. Thorpe was a late addition as support, the night before her new album, Human Love, was released. Brilliant stuff.
As I’ve noted previously, I enjoy attending these local events as they’re an opportunity to hang out with friends—all of us united by the wonderful work several small labels and individuals do for local art and community.
Days 11 to 15. We celebrated a retirement, caught beans for good fortune, and spent three Perfect Days ticking off favourite places and stores.
Days 6 to 10 brought several trip highlights, including an outstanding café, trippy outdoor bathing in Karuizawa, and a perfect few hours at Sakamoto Library.
I’ve split my summary across three posts, and this roundup details the first five days. Highlights included lots of sumo, a studio session, and getting to know Ryōgoku.

Another time-consuming but deeply rewarding home repair. I love my 43-year-old Technics SU-Z15 amplifier far too much to replace it, and I’ve no excuse when there’s a detailed YouTube video of a Turkish chap repairing the very same amp. I came close to despair with the weird as hell input switches, but I bloody did it.
For anyone interested, oxidised contacts were causing crackling when adjusting the volume and input selection, often resulting in intermittent stereo, with one channel frequently dropping out. I had to do a partial breakdown, completely disassemble the switches and faders, remove dirt and oxides with DeoxIT D5 and a razor blade, then lubricate with FaderLube F5. Frustrating at times, but often strangely calming.




I’ve just returned from my third trip to Japan — my first in almost eight years. I have some general notes and photos to post when time allows. In the meantime, here’s the music haul.




I focused on my fave 70s/80s city pop artists and YMO/Sakamoto, but couldn’t resist the 1978 Japan pressing of The Kick Inside, a 1985 Hounds of Love tape, and that Kid A obi variant.
Group 1: Non-Japanese artists, clockwise: Japan, Tin Drum; David Sylvian, Brilliant Trees; Rockin’ On, Radiohead cover; Fleet Foxes, Crack-Up; Kate Bush, Hounds of Love; Kate Bush, The Kick Inside, 1978 Japan pressing; Radiohead, Kid A with obi.
Group 2: City Pop: Toshiki Kadomatsu, Touch & Go; Tatsuro Yamashita, Ride on Time; Mariya Takeuchi, Request; Akiko Yano, Oh Hisse Oh Hisse; Akiko Yano, Ai Ga Nakuchane; Shigeru Suzuki, Band Wagon; Tatsuro Yamashita, Circus Town.
Group 3: Ryuichi Sakamoto, L-R: Thousand Knives of, Async, Opus 4 x LP box set, 2024 Japanese edition; two magazine specials.
Group 4: Yellow Magic Orchestra, L-R: debut album, Japanese edition; Solid State Survivor; Public Pressure.
I visited Coconuts Disk, Ella Records, Flash Disk Ranch, Siam Time, Waltz and Tower Vinyl. I skipped Disk Union and Kankyo this time because I’d already exceeded my packing (and spending) limit.