I gotsta give props to your favourite band and mine Girlinky They’re a lot like my blog: prolific, interesting, underground, and yet largely nonexistent. The only difficulty is picking a favourite song. I’m gonna go with Cowboy Conscience, which while … Continue reading
She was nineteen, I was twenty. She was the most beautiful person I’d ever met. It took me months of self-doubt and anguish to get the nerve to ask her out. I said I’d always wanted to ballroom dance in … Continue reading
I went and saw Troy last night and came out feeling well pleased. Is it a great movie? No. Did it make me feel any emotion other than ‘That was pretty damned cool.’? Again, no. But boy, did I have … Continue reading
Time for a bit of role-playing: Your character is a single male New Zealander, just turned 27. You live in London, and have done so for three years. Education-wise, you have a degree in English Studies and another in Film … Continue reading
Well, it seems my blogging partner has fled with all the weapons, leaving me dressed in a now-sequinless jumpsuit (I get nervous, I start picking at them) and hand-cuffed to a tree in the blogging wilderness, so it is up … Continue reading
I picked up A Grand Don’t Come For Free (from Asda!) yesterday, and just finished listening to it (`bout three minutes ago). The Streets are a strange enough sound as it is, but this album is additionally atypical in that … Continue reading
There’s a scene in Good Will Hunting in which Robin Williams asks Matt Damon: “What’s a good book?” and he replies: “Whatever blows your hair back.” What’s blowing my hair back at the moment is this book called ‘The User … Continue reading
So anyway, I’ve got this friend, Paul, who is something of a corybantic drunk. When he gets drunk he’s very liable to get naked, or get violent, or at the very least do something incredibly stupid. So, we’re at this … Continue reading