My friend sent me a mixtape

Time to hear different Strange things happen in your thirties. You become irrelevant. But instead of accepting this with grace, you desperately cling on, gestating within you a borderline intolerable personality. One that continues to hog the zeitgeist, unwilling to relinquish its toys to an upcoming generation desperately trying to push you aside. You nurture... Continue Reading →

The noise diaries XIII

Sunbathed slime March is an odd time of the year in England. Daylight bulges. The interval between dawn and dusks sags alarmingly. As if saturated by the merciless spring rain beating the ground with violent regularity. But this emergent excess of sunlight reveals a world still utterly dead and utterly miserable. Decaying leaves continue to... Continue Reading →

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