the trip – kim fowley

I’ve had a few weeks off. Gone on holiday, shaken hands (vigorously) with Peter Rabbit Esq, and generally grabbed me some much-needed rnr. I’m feeling, if not ‘better’ per se, at least like I could, if called upon, at least defend myself against assailants – whether real or imaginary. I’ve also done a fair amount […]

the invisible man – queen

I’m gonny take a couple of weeks off here and (hopefully) return when things have calmed down a bit.

the future used to be better – tv smith

In November 2012, i wrote, “If Scotland gets independence in a couple of years, will there still be sufficient horrors to write about?” Back then, i thought the referendum could have gone either way, but cast your mind back. Where you were then, could you have imagined this? Crashing out of the EU, for no […]

ten minutes before the worm – alice cooper

One thing about working at something where my mind has time to fly off in odd directions, is, I’ve started to become subject to earworms. I’ve only experienced this occasionally for years but now it’s back, on a pretty much daily basis. Some days, I get an Alice Cooper song I haven’t heard for years […]

dirty pictures – the radio stars

I heard the other day that Facebook are to offer a dating app sometime soon. This is great news – like when your doctor asks you to sit down before giving you the results of your recent test. When I used Facebook, liking posts by and about the SNP, resulted in suggestions like the English […]

march of the pigs – nine inch nails

Incel (from Urban Dictionary) aka Involuntarily Celibate, a person (usually male) who has a horrible personality and treats women like sexual objects and thinks his lack of a sex life comes from being “ugly” when it’s really just his blatant sexism and terrible attitude. Incels have little to no self awareness; even when they see […]

nostalgia for an age that never existed – jello biafra and mojo nixon

It was Christmas of ‘84, it was. Class War had visited at the start of the week, bringing a day of action. I’d just done a gig as Virullex! – my fourth under that name and the first really bad, might-as-well-off-myself, fucking never again performance I’d ever done. My girlfriend at the time had gone […]

war fever – tv smith

Despicable May has demonstrated the reality of our post-brexit ‘special relationship’ with the oompa-loompa in the white house, so it’s only a matter of time before the seven billion cluttering up the planet are whittled down to more manageable levels. With neither clothing or body fat. If I have any regrets, the main one’s probably […]

i delete – tv smith

Like many other people over the last week or two, I’ve decided to #DeleteFacebook. I’ve been using it for around ten years now and enough is enough. I don’t tend to do their idiot quizzes (which Game of Thrones rape are you? Are you autistic? Take our quick quiz and find out!) but having ‘friends’ […]

smokin’ in the boys’ room – brownsville station

It’s getting harder and harder to vape. The latest battle? Railway station platforms. Which is ludicrous. How many railway stations in the UK can you think of that you wouldn’t describe as draughty? Yeah, thought not. The whole point of electronic cigarettes is avoiding the roughly two hundred toxins in a burning cigarette, as well […]