From the Morning

True story: On the Isle of Sheppey in the south of England a man was found wandering down a beach in a suit, soaking wet. All of the labels were cut from his clothing. He wouldn't speak to police or social workers, and often wept. Finally he drew a detailed picture of a piano. So the doctors provided one. Now, to calm his nerves, he plays for hours. All attempts at communication are met with silence.

Maybe it's a sham. But it sounds like poetry. A lost, too-sensitive soul at large in the world alone, and probably a victim of something insidious - even if it's only himself. Shades of Nick Drake or Elliot Smith. And anyone with the thinnest scrap of interest in storytelling, cinema, or narrative can't help but begin to embroider his story.