Jan 6, 2024 | Fiction |
You know what I get to wondering, Maurice? Tell me, Charlie. About death, Moss. Here we go. Is it as raw a deal as they make it out to be? Come again? Is it not in some way an ease when she comes calling? The Black Angel? . . . Hush now . . . Listen? . . . The gentle...
Dec 18, 2021 | Fiction |
Since her arrival at Imber she had not for one second seriously contemplated leaving. But now, driven by this fit of solipsistic melancholy one degree more desperate, she felt the need of an act: and it seemed that there was only one act which she could perform, to...
Oct 24, 2010 | Fiction |
‘This was what was keeping me awake at night,’ Walter said. ‘This fragmentation. Because it’s the same problem everywhere. It’s like the internet, or cable TV – there’s never any centre, there’s no communal agreement,...
Oct 2, 2010 | Toons |
To say this is the best ode to Steven Seagal ever recorded, hardly even covers it. Royal Trux stumbled out of the implosion of Pussy Galore, while the rest of the band formed the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion. Considerably more listenable than the early Royal Trux noise...
