RAIJA SUNSHINE

There’s not enough notes in a pit of dead end jobs not enough quavers in a river clogged with carp or sincere prayers for an angel playing the harpThere’s...

Tommy is a fencesitter he sits outside the nursing home watching the world go by on Barkly StreetTommy’s got the kindest eyes he tells people “You’ve got personality and the...

Oliver, I’m just a messenger you say your heart will go on far above the ocean some people will never stop waiting for the right wave to surf to...

In our attempts to be known babies born with umbilical cords attached to phones where is please and thank you and how do you do where is respect where is...

There’s a song in the air singing us awake the sweeper in the sky’s taken morning glory off the roof please turn off the news it doesn’t make sense they’re...

As if the opening night's brilliant and harrowing documentary "A brilliant genocide" (Alex Theatre), with more tears flowing than champagne, was not already enough...