Shairny Flee

It’s a cultural rule that everyone in Edinburgh has to have an alter ego – if there’s not a touch of the Deacon Brodie about you do you even deserve to live here? And though it probably ruins it if you own up – or are even properly conscious of – your other side, mine is the shairny flee, a Scots term for a dung fly. Unlike me, Shairny Flee has a Soundcloud, where he randomly posts both dj mixes (he’s always loved clubbing, the dingier the better) and – for some bizarro reason – sound recordings of poems (since hearing poetry out loud is like listening to music). If you’d like to dip into any of that, here you go…