If you left him in the middle of the Mojave Desert, he might punch a cactus, die of sand poisoning, or try to marry a female rattlesnake, but he would never surrender. As for me, I’m writing too. And losing my momentum before I even start for the day. And being distracted by a zombieContinue reading “This is probably one of the best pieces I’ve ever had the honour to publish”
… Is a bit of a witch. And the latest album, Ya Molodaya, is magically good: a mixture of synthetic and organic materials that sinks its polished little claws inside your head and tortures you with its strange beauty. You listen to her as you’re barreling down the dark streets of Kiev: Protasiv Yar downContinue reading “Katya Chilly”
With this song which might as well have been a poem: Rent a flat above a shop, cut your hair and get a job. Smoke some fags and play some pool, pretend you never went to school. But still you’ll never get it right ‘cos when you’re laid in bed at night watching roaches climbContinue reading “Get Frisky”
One day, I am going to be as awesome as that.