Six years ago, I put earbuds in and turned iTunes up full blast. I hit repeat. Then, I did it again. It had been a week since my breakup, the pain cut deep. A 10 year relationship over. I had a lot to empty, a lot to get out of my head. I wrote overnight, stopping for Promite on toast

Six years ago, I put earbuds in and turned iTunes up full blast. I hit repeat. Then, I did it again. It had been a week since my breakup, the pain cut deep. A 10 year relationship over. I had a lot to empty, a lot to get out of my head. I wrote overnight, stopping for Promite on toast then back to work. I was on autopilot. Just who is flying this ship? Stay in the moment, with the melody inside you. Out of heartache grew a rose with thorns. Beautifully sharp, about love and music, what else? Not tied up with a pretty pink bow, but bloody. Keep hold, keep on writing, I remember thinking. It hurt like friggin’ hell. I called this hell, ‘Confide in Me’ and now I want to share it with you as a podcast’ – Noel Anderson  3/03/2018

‘Music is the great healer of broken hearts. I know, cause I’ve been there, I’ve been broken’

Warning: Adult Themes