quote of the dayPoem I’m crossposting from Glasweigan Death Trip.
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Dawdling in the burning light;
broken feet drag themselves along the cracked concrete,
past strangled chicken wire, broken necks squawking out
no city ballads
of degenerate matchstick men.
This is no place to stop and tie your laces.
They won’t even leave you with socks.
those broken feet shuffle.
and my status is that I am homeless and broken around the heart area. Whilst EITHER/OR/BORED goes on a little break why not follow my adventures on the Glaswegian Death Trip which I will be updating from a feature phone and the post-via-email setting.
Seriously, WTF?!?
Did I do something to offend the cosmic order or something?
I should of been nicer to all those priests.
I won’t bore you with the details of my life being fucked. But needlesstosay things may become increasingly sporadic around here.
Normal broadcasting may resume at some point in the near future.
For those not paying attention
I’m taking a break from the blog to concentrate on writing.
Also, life.
I’ll be back.
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Love or hate him, venerate or revile him, the life and work of William Seward Burroughs continues to inspire and intrigue. In addition to The Work, since his death in 1997 we have seen further biographies, celebrations, collections of letters, and critical studies, as well as restored and even previously unpublished texts. New discoveries, examinations and re-evaluations continue as we approach the centenary of his birth next year in 2014.
You and me
we’re in this together now
or maybe it’s just me
although i might be
elsewhere.
Now, when I say friend I mean “guy i know through facebook through a guy I used to know in Cardiff” – but we’ve had some cool conversations so I’m definitely leaning more towards friend than acquaintance. Still, it’s not like we hang out playing GTA and getting wasted. For starters, with him in London and me in the darklands of Scotland, the commute would be a motherfucker.
To celebrate the new album they’ve made their first two releases pay-what-you-like on bandcamp. Why not go grab yourself a download link? Also, if you like their page on facebook absolutely nothing of consequence will happen, although it does make it easier to keep up with their antics.
The album isn’t actually released till the 28th of June but it’s available to stream right now on bandcamp and I’m really quite fond of it. The lyrics and vocals avoid the cliches of darkwave (Deathboy, I’m looking at you) and the piano work keeps things fresh and manic. Its official release will be followed by a UK tour which promises such mad hedonism that entire town centers may be closed down in a state of emergency. You may well be seeing his face, makeup streaked with sweat and blood, on a forthcoming episode of Crime Watch.
Don’t believe what the powers that be tell you. He’s really a lovely guy.
Concerning the tour: The Nottingham date will be at The Maze, not at the Britannia Boat Club.
An absolutely beautiful piece of photographic collage by fellow Welshie Sonja. Be sure to check out her site for more of this fragile aching deliciousness.
I cannot recommend this album enough.
Some slightly trippy and dubby noise from Gary Fisher. Still waiting for the rest of that Photo series Gary!
From upcoming digital release “Accident Waiting To Happen” Recorded on 4-track tape recorder with lap guitar and objects, reverb spring, a drum sequencing app on a mobile phone, loops and effects. The recording uses 3 of the 4 tracks with one instrument on each and was mixed live while recording to MP3.
Pesto stood outside the shop window. He looked at his watch and saw it was 6:56AM, four minutes until opening. Why do these people keep him waiting outside in the hot morning sun, day in and day out, when he knows he HAS to be their best customer? Especially this time of year!
He stood there slumped patiently, looking into the window.
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