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About the blog

My name is Simon and I first had the idea of The Fragmented Flaneur some years ago. I really got into the whole idea of wandering around aimlessly, being part of my surroundings but at the same time somewhat removed.

I have recently realised that I also tend to use this method when writing about music… wandering through an album and often taking somewhat random ideas and feelings from it.

On this website you will find all sorts of music from many different genre and much of what I like is experimental and improvised. I mostly write about bands and labels that are making music as a labour of love…which is what the website is intended to be.

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