Author Archives: Eddie

And why in the fuck ever leaving this place, this miracle sprung from the Thai Jungles, this Bangkok – the most journey-to-the-stars/rock-and-roll-guitars city in which I’ve ever lain my bones of a weary old tropical eve? A question I’ve asked … Continue reading →

Maybe the signal reality of the tropics is that all of the senses are more less always engaged. Not always in a good way, of course – but when you’re here, you sure do know that you’re alive. One moment, … Continue reading →

Could scarcely believe that I’m about to say this, but: the ocean here is almost as beautiful as back Onomea. Doesn’t quite be sporting the diversity nor depth of hue as does the latter (and certainly not the dramatic, crashing … Continue reading →

There’s not much there there in Hat Yai. Its star rose only quite recently – with the advent of the railroad, it blossomed into the transportation/commercial hub of southern Thailand, and currently does huge business serving Malaysian and Singaporean sex … Continue reading →