[Short of time? Read the haiku review instead] Music is a major part of world travel: samba in Brazil, salsa in Cuba, and heavy metal in Madagascar. I say this because one day, as we were strolling through the streets of Antananarivo, we came across a group of long-haired, skinny-jeansed, patch-sewn denim jacket-wearing metalheads chattering animatedly and playing each other air guitar riffs. Fair play – we’ve all been there. It looked as though they were still in early 90s Megadeth phase but, well, there are worse genres of metal to be stuck in – 80s big hair glam rock for one. But I digress. This group was followed by another, and another, and soon we were swept along on a tide of hair gre
[Short of time? Read the haiku review instead] I know what you’re thinking: What a narcissistic, pretentious, self-promoting tool, reviewing his own book. Well, yes and no. Mainly no, I hope. Think about it – how many authors actually submit their own work to a serious, public self-review (not that this one is serious by any stretch of the imagination)? I can’t think of any. Sure it’s a bit tongue-in-cheek, but then isn’t this whole gear review blog basically a sham? Let’s gloss over that bit. The main three iterations of TiNaH: good, better, best! I’ve recently completely rewritten this book, from introduction to acknowledgments, header to footer, the full enchilada. Why? Not because I wasn
