June 2010
3 posts
Kneel at the Church of Fudge: 1 Priest 1 Nun...
I am by no means a pious man. My church goings have stemmed merely from being skull dragged to primary school functions, or consequential by-products of passing Hare Krishna’s in the street. Does that count? Regardless, my relationship with the man upstairs has not been well kempt. But how often is he dropping by my house for coffee and a chat without wanting something in return? It’s always me,...
Fuck Ravers Lets Dance!
Dazzling and dancing across my subconscious, notes link and interweave in a cacophony of bliss. Melodies harmonize with rhythms, folding into one another; back and forth, back and forth… As the crescendo comes to a culmination, my fingers wrap the steering wheel tighter and tighter in an amalgamation of the metaphysical; my right foot growing heavier as it presses through into the canal of...
"Toddlers & Tiaras" Review: From Conception to...
There is plague upon our screens people. Frivolously flaunted by America, undoubtedly unbeknownst of the Catholic Church, and now broadcast across our airwaves in a bevy of social depravity.
“Toddlers & Tiaras”.
All in the title, this show documents the trials and tribulations of baby Miss America contestants and their oh-so supportive parents, from conception to perfection. When I was two, I...