Imagination and the art of storytelling is perhaps one of the most powerful of all human capabilities and greatest pleasures. It is bound to our deepest emotions like pages to the spine of each book ever printed.
The storyteller can sweetly cast his claw into our imagination and interact with every feeling that makes us human.
They have always held an honoured position in society; throughout history their role has always been perceived to be an important one. Their words were born in chants to amuse their own company, to speak to themselves of their own simple adventures as they worked with their hands tied. Soon enough tongues sought company in narratives and tales of heroes, myths and legends broke free; tribes spoke of exaggerated imaginary tales of heroic feats to compete with one another. Stories became superstitions, morals, rules, religion, codes, laws and traditions. The storyteller became an art to his imagination’s reach and society divided into those who tell tales and those who eagerly listen.
Over time animals found their way into storytelling, as certain stories would satirise social affairs, storytellers could then mock a king without fear of retribution. Beyond animals became the invention of Gods and the supernatural being, an alleged answer to particular phenomena, to weather, thunder and lightning as well as what could not easily be explained or what there appeared no answer for.
From the Egyptians to Romans, the nomadic life of gypsies to the royalty paid troubadours with their musical instruments who spoke of scandal and success, stories have always been carried far and wide in the winds of history and mouths of all living creatures…
 
This particular creature is no other than Patrick Wolf.
He is the storyteller and the anti-story. A self-mythologized man and 21^st century minstrel caught sailing lost between the silent storm of past-life regression and a hunt to cleave against urban neurasthenia.

…And his teeth sink into my wrists like the screams of a hundred castaways.

Out of the map and in to the lullabies of a child who always saw a different moon to the rest of the world. He has ma