Archive for April, 2010
GONZO
Apr 18th
Forgive the daze, I am soaked to the gills in painkillers this afternoon. I’m still in my pyjamas, unwashed and unbothered, drinking coke from the bottle and smoking cigarettes on my housemate’s balcony. The sad thing is, these nicotine stains are indelible, which appalls and thrills me in equal measure. The street outside my house[Go deeper...]
YOU’RE AN INVASIVE CUNT, MEG WHITE
Apr 12th
Hidden snugly out the back of the Tripod cafe in Redfern is a quaint little courtyard smoking area. It is shady no matter the weather, and I’ve never sat there without the benefits a breeze. I love it. Today, after relinquishing Babeface to the world of tertiary education, I stopped in for some pan-fried mushrooms[Go deeper...]
DULLARDRY
Apr 10th
Alright, Sydney. It’s time to step up. Cast off your misconceptions of music as fashion accessory and social cypher. Stop doing your hair, stop talking so much and get rid of that fucking flange. Care of Babeface’s attendance at JMC, and her chosen beer supplier, I’ve been privvy to a lot of conversations about the[Go deeper...]
ADULTERY
Apr 8th
It occurred to me this morning, as I read yet another article on BANNING PORN, that though a lot of people have asked me about the lad mag situation that popped in to public awareness this week, not one of those curious parties has been a journalist. Which is strange, because I’ve spoken to a[Go deeper...]
