Archive for September, 2008

A Secret Pint

28Sep08

In a desperate and ongoing quest to become a serious person I have taken to listening to mogwai and tindersticks. And it’s quite good the fat skinhead who walked past my window earlier seemed to concur as he looked up. I need to be careful what I write about fat skinheads as I have been [...]


Things that washed around in my head, whilst sitting in the bath tonight.
1. The 7/7 bombers. There’s a story there. Someones writing it now. That moment at Luton station when they all say goodbye. “it’s bigger than us,remember that it’s bigger than us”. Maybe they had nicknames for each other. One last joke. Before going [...]


Smile

17Sep08

As we face global economic meltdown and the end of capitalism. I am still smiling courtesy of strawberry switchblades since yesterday .


Monday morning

07Sep08

The first Monday morning after the collapse of capitalism and theres poetry in the air. On the way to slough I spy the mars factory shrouded in mist like a nazi fortress. Pulling off the m4 a White van man is pissing out the last of the weekends lager by the side of [...]


Oh the little rituals that we carry out in life just to get us through the day. There’s WORK and non work as Julian cope once said and most companies and most offices are fully engaged in the non work kind of work. I,ve been watching for years. A human CCTV. Tissue sky plus, blood [...]