HeyJaredCreative Unconscious
Pulling at a ball of strings - including history, philosophy, the arts, and linguistics - to try to unravel a bigger picture.
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September 2026 (opens the original)
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In what has been a positive year creatively but a crap year professionally, I had a good break this month. I have started a new freelance role teaching Shakespeare to Chinese clients. It does not leave me raking in the cash, but it gets me using skills I have spent decades learning to earn money, which is a break from the somewhat menial work that has been my main professional activity this year.OutputI haven’t finished writing any new songs since May, which is a long barren patch for me. But I
Belfast 1972 (opens the original)
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The last time I saw you, you were tied to a lamppost outside The Shamrock Club in Ardoyne. Your head had been shaved and your face was barely recognisable underneath globs of green paint and black tar. You had been stripped naked, but your breasts were covered by a cardboard sign that hung around your neck: “I’M A DIRTY HOAR!”I was in plain clothes leaning against the stone wall across the road, half turned away. Onlookers filed past on their way out of Sunday mass, trundling along with the kind
‘Time’s Echo’ by Jeremy Eichler (opens the original)
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By some metrics the twentieth century was the bloodiest in human history. And many of its worst atrocities have now passed beyond living memory. This quote from near the beginning of Milan Kundera’s novel ‘The Book of Laughter and Forgetting’, first published in 1979, captures the bulldozing of history and how even the most traumatic experiences get forgotten:“The assassination of (Salvador) Allende quickly covered over the memory of the Russian invasion of Bohemia, the bloody m
California 1934 (opens the original)
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When I first saw you, you weren’t the only curvaceous bronze-skinned beauty in town. You weren’t even the only one in the swimming pool, but I think it was your vulnerability that did it for me. Some of the other women were obnoxiously confident swimmers, while you could barely do doggy-style. Slouching at poolside, pretending to be engrossed in my Dostoevsky, I glimpsed you climbing out of the pool, your hazel hair soaked straight. You grabbed a powder-blue towel and headed for a white deckchai
August 2026 (opens the original)
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I spent the first half of this month in Edinburgh, where I performed at the Fringe festival, for which I had been preparing for the whole year. It went pretty well.Here are more details about an eventful August.OutputOver the coming months I will drip-feed more footage from the Fringe. A brief highlight reel can be found here:This month’s cover on the Kevin McGeary Guitar YouTube channel is ‘Fiddler’s Green’
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