About

My name is Diana Rosalind Trimble and I’m a writer, a vocalist and a political activist. I was born in England and moved to California at age 11, returning to live in the UK 25 years later. I now divide my time between Brighton and London and hope to be adding an island in paradise soon.

17 Responses to “About”

  1. Christina Oakley Harrington Says:

    You write like we all dream of being able to. Keep blogging, Diana, your essay on the shoes has the hairs the back of my neck standing up.
    A fan in London —
    Christina

    • 66witches Says:

      How kind! I have many moments of self-doubt so it’s always delicious to know I’ve amused, entertained or intrigued someone. (Making people cry also good. But not in an evil way.) Thank you. I’ll have a new post soon. It’s kind of an intense one and taking its time coming out. Nice to know you’ll be reading…xxx

  2. Christina Says:

    I shall, I shall!

  3. Lisa Says:

    Hi there! Is there any way I can email you privately? I came across a comment of yours in an online forum and I’d like to ask you something about it!
    Hope this doesn’t sound too creepy;)
    xx Lisa

  4. Lisa Says:

    Oh I just realised nobody can see my comment until you’ve read it anyways, so I could just asked you now:) Its about Modafinil. I read an article about it on nouse.co.uk and you commented on it saying you’ve ordered some yourself. Could you maybe tell me where you ordered them from? I’m a uni student and I really struggle with concentrating on work and I fear that if I cant do anything about it ill fail my degree. I do understand that you have to be careful with the amounts and the way you take it, but i mean, that’s not really a surprise.

  5. Lisa Says:

    thanks for your help!! x

    • 66witches Says:

      HI there, I’m so sorry to take so long to respond! I haven’t gone on here in a while. I do not mind sharing this information, which is perfectly legal in any event.
      http://www.unitedpharmacies.co.uk/

      If you search for Modafinil you’ll find a page of that brand as well as 2 other names, Provigil and Modalert, which is a generic. They must all be identical, but the non name brand – Modalert – is the one I buy because it is about a 5th of the price! I recommend buying the packs that come in 200 Ml doses. For some reason they are way cheaper. Most pills are 100 Ml but these are really easy to split in half, even without a knife. However, 200 Ml is a perfectly reasonable dose as well. They work out at about 60 p each which is amazing considering that the prescription variety were / are about a fiver each!

      What I love about this drug is that it is so non “druggy”. The best way I can put it is that unlike drugs such as coke or amphetamines, which work on the dopamine receptor and thus simulate excitement, this one works on the part of the brain that gets switched on when you’re just really into something.

      I find it to be a very safe drug that should probably be available over the counter, without a prescription. It has no side effects that I can discern and seems pretty impossible to abuse as you don’t feel “high”. it’s more like you just suddenly realize you’ve been cleaning the oven for an hour in a state of deep contentment and with the thoroughness of a professional. 😉 Or if you have to do some task you’ve been putting off or just are going through a period where as you say, you’re having trouble concentrating, this is an excellent, well calibrated product. If more pharmaceuticals where of this specificity and lack of harm potential, the industry wouldn’t have such a bad name!

      It doesn’t keep you awake although you can stay awake as long as you like, if that makes sense. I once took one intending to stay up late and write, thinking I had to be on this deadline, then found out I didn’t have to. So I went to bed anyway and had no problem falling asleep. The best part is how not tired you feel in the morning, after taking one the night before. As long as you remember to get a minimum of 4 hours sleep (if taking several days in a row) and eat a couple times, you’ll be fine. There doesn’t seem to be any build up in tolerance and unlike anti depressants it doesn’t need to accumulate in your brain for a couple of weeks before you feel an effect, nor does it matter if you use it sporadically. You can stop and start at will. Amazing stuff!

      Let me know how it turns out for you. OH and remember – BE VERY MINDFUL OF MIXING ANYTHING WITH ALCOHOL!!!!

    • 66witches Says:

      OH and you’re more than welcome Lisa! If I were running the ad campaign for Modafinil my lead slogan would be: “..like speed without the speed.” If that makes sense to you and sounds good then you will probably like this stuff. Anyway, no harm in trying it. Yeah, it’s like slow speed. You can really get some shit done. xD Play Safe!

  6. muhamad Says:

    Dear Diana,
    It was nice having a brief chat during the special celebration of Fran Landesman’s life. It was an appropriate appreciation from her many fans. I trust you enjoyed it as much as I did, especially your performance tribute.
    I had a quick perusal of your website, which is impressive. Please keep me posted.
    Regards to your mother, too.
    Looking forward to seeing your next performance soon.

    Regards,

    Muhamad

    • 66witches Says:

      Hi M

      Thanks so much for reading and writing! I enjoyed the event yes, I also went a bit mental as did a few others. There were some tears and some screams. I’m afraid I mis-behaved a bit. Ouch. Oh well. As Fran would and did say…FUCK ‘EM IF THEY CAN’T TAKE A JOKE!

      Sometimes it takes a passing as the cliche goes, to know how good you had it wot’s now lost…

      I wish I would have made more of an effort to reconnect with her since being back in the UK.

      See you around!
      xD

  7. Larry Beckett Says:

    Diana,

    I was charmed of course by your remarks after the Guardian article on Siren. I listened to your & Oppermann’s stunning version on MySpace, and was very moved. I’ll be ordering the Same Same cd. And I enjoyed your full & poetic recitations in the Traveling Light samples.

    I’ve included an essay I wrote on the composition of Siren. I perform it on this anthology:

    http://www.amazon.com/Tim-Buckley-My-Fleeting-House/dp/B000MKXFCS/ref=sr_1_1?s=movies-tv&ie=UTF8&qid=1325911268&sr=1-1

    If you like, you can contact me at triton82772@mypacks.net

    best,
    Larry Beckett

    Song to the Siren

    Long afloat on shipless oceans,
    I did all my best to smile
    till your singing eyes and fingers
    drew me loving to your isle.

    I was in love in 1967, and the love was going nowhere. She was a beauty, she teased me on, and I don’t know what was in her heart: but I knew it would have been easier to look into the sun than talk to her about my longing.

    And you sang, Sail to me, sail to me,
    let me enfold you:
    here I am, here I am,
    waiting to hold you.

    I wrote lyrics to her; I extended a metaphor, in old ballad form, in trochaic tetrameter, using Homer’s imagery. It was just like me in those days: I divided myself into mind and heart, I believed in my mind, and while I was scared of my heart, I was fascinated by it. I wrote my songs using my mind, but out of that fascination.

    Did I dream you dreamt about me?
    Were you hare when I was fox?
    Now my foolish boat is leaning
    broken, lovelorn, on your rocks.

    The next morning I took it to the singer at his breakfast, and he looked at it too briefly to read it, and just laid it out of the way, like uninteresting mail. When his breakfast was over, he reached back for his big guitar, like always, and started doodling. Surprisingly, he shoved my page of words back in front of him.

    For you sing, Touch me not, touch me not,
    come back tomorrow.
    Oh my heart, oh my heart
    shies from the sorrow.

    It was like a miracle. He sang it out as though it were an old song: he was composing, but the changes he made were little, as though he were only fitting the song to himself. There were two or three other friends at the round table, but not moving it was so moving: we were all listening to that dragging, grieving melody for the first time.

    I am puzzled as the oyster,
    I am troubled as the tide:
    should I stand amid the breakers?
    Should I lie with death my bride?

    My lyrics had come alive, like those oriental paper flowers, all folded flat, which, when you drop them into a bowl of water, blossom, and his melody had found an occasion to float out of possibility, into the common air. He and I always loved this song above all others we wrote; the music had a passion that was beyond my daring, the words had a clarity that was beyond his discipline: it was like a handshake of fire between one too thoughtful and one too thoughtless.

    Hear me sing, Swim to me, swim to me,
    let me enfold you:
    here I am, here I am,
    waiting to hold you.

    We worked together for a few years, the singer and I, symbols to each other of passion and reason: in the face of each other, we couldn’t be complacent, be ourselves—we instinctively knew what Goethe taught, “Take into yourself that which is opposed to you,” echoing the ambiguous Greek Heraclitus, who centuries before said, “It is the opposite which is good for us.” We grew towards each other, our polarities kept us apart: but across the distance we stretched a song.

  8. Dale Morris Says:

    Hi Diana,
    I must apologize for not replying to your comment sooner – I’ve just been swamped with life. You commented on an article I wrote some time ago on artists and suffering.

    I must say you make a valid point and gave me pause to stop and think about it further. It does seem as though all of my favorite painters and some sculptors did indeed experience the darker side of life.

    By the way I have some new work up on my site and would be curious to know your input. At the moment it’s in redesign so if you happen by and can’t find a damn thing, please be patient.:)

    Thanks for your comment! Keep strong and take care.
    Dale

    • 66witches - Cultural Detective Says:

      Hey Dale,

      Thanks for that. And I too now have a tidbit from the other side. A composer of wonderful modern “classical” (i.e. symphonic) music that I know recently wrote to me that he is severely depressed about his impending divorce. I wrote back, a little fliply, oh well, at least you’ll get some great inspiration from the agony! To my surprise, he then wrote back saying that he only wrote crap music out of his suffering and it was happiness that inspired him to do great things.

      I guess if I were to push the point with him I would counter that it is his experience of dark suffering that makes his happy times so shining, but perhaps I would be wrong.

      Will look forward to checking out your site again.

      Love and light….and darkness and bats!
      66

  9. Simon Says:

    Hey,
    Stumbled upon an old George Clooney article and now I’m enjoying your blog.
    Are you on twitter?

    • 66witches - Cultural Detective Says:

      Hi there,

      I don’t really do the Twitter thing. I reserved my own name so as to avoid imposters, but I can’t be arsed with it truly. 140 characters is not really enough to do much more than come up with either a witty diss or a brief yay of some type, and the format leads to a barrage of information that I find overwhelming. I can barely visit the comments on this blog and read my own emails, the last thing I want is thousands of quips pouring into my e-consciousness. Twitter…it’s for twits. 😉 (oh but feel free to re-tweet my blog or whatever..) xoxox

  10. Camila Hordones Says:

    Hello from Brazil.
    I was reading a post on Blog on the link between african music and irish music then I saw your comment about european elements in african american music.
    https://infiniteculture.wordpress.com/2011/01/31/on-the-link-between-african-and-irish-music/
    I was really happy to see your comment in this post cause I was getting really annoyed in this constant sensationalist attempt to say that white people stole everything from black people,incluinding their music.
    It seems like white/european people(except from portugual and spanish/moors influences) didn’t have their own music.
    If we take a look at irish folk music we can see that it’s typical western music.I mean at least I can’t see anything eastern in the music.

    Black styles adopted european instruments like piano,sax and also adopted european elements like waltz,polka,jigs,ballad…

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