the crusher – the novas

In a PR masterstroke, Cambridge Analytica have rebranded themselves as Cambridge Rapist Analytica. After this week’s revelations, they really had to try to turn thermselves into something that the public could feel a bit more positive about. On the surface, a bunch of retired spooks and tories building an organisation to subvert democracy through electronic […]

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echo beach – martha & the muffins

The WorldWideWeb and social media are arguably the greatest technological breakthrough since television – and what have we used it for? Splitting into tribes like apes armed with sticks. In days gone by, people felt unique and, to an extent, isolated. People who grew up in small towns moved as soon as they could, to […]

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feed the enemy – magazine

I actually look back on the New Musical Express with fondness from about 1976-1982. After that, it tended to reflect the shitty music that was available across the mainstream – from Haircut 100 to Kajagoogoo. Arguably worthwhile writers like Paul Morley were reduced to writing about shite like Scritti Politti as the most interesting music […]

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winter – the fall

If climate change is imaginary, why is the weather at the start of the news, instead of at the end? And last night, we had an hour-long Reporting Scotland special on the fact that it was a bit cold. Across the country, people are being taken by surprise by a bit of snow. It’s not […]

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victoria – the fall

In the two years I didn’t post in this journal, I kept myself busy with a string of romantic interludes. Taking a leaf from Sir John Major’s book, I chose a return to Victorian values, enjoying dalliance after dalliance as perhaps Gladstone himself might have. Here are just some of the highlights: 1. Fustigated by […]

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back from the dead – the adverts

I was surprised to discover that two years had gone by since I last posted on this blog. Real life can ambush you sometimes, can’t it? Enough people have commented on the celebrity deaths that smeared themselves over 2016 like a corpse in a Derek Raymond novel. Bowie’s being the worst, followed by Alan Vega’s. […]

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die when you die – gg allin

Lemmy wasn’t that much of a shocker, was it? He’s been deteriorating for the last few years and it’s a tribute to his cast iron constitution that he made it to his seventieth birthday, beating Mick Farren, who ‘only’ made it to sixty-nine, in the process. Bowie, though? I always kind of thought he’d go […]

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