Inspired by listening to Without Real String or Fish, James from Canada (his preferred cognomen) felt compelled to share his thoughts about the mighty “Coelocanth."
Coelocanth: The Last Shriekback Song I Will ever Hear?

So here we are in 2015, and Shriekback have just released their 13th album, Without Real String or Fish. And a most excellent album ( Read more... )

In the very early morning hours of Monday, around 3 AM, I was jolted awake by PAIN. I immediately knew it was a Fibromyalgia flare-up, but it was the absolute worst one I've ever had. Yesterday was  spent "enjoying" a full-body sensation that could only be described as the bastard child of an abscessed tooth and childhood growing pains, magnified a ( Read more... )

I found a picture of the cast of Theatre des Vampires. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you can find out here. If you click on the image, it'll take you to their Facebook page.  You may see someone who looks a tad familiar in the sea of faces.  Weirdness abounds!


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I made this, and I don't know why.


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The line is from a poem I wrote in late 1990, entitled 'Magnificence.' It's a crap poem, and this is its only save grace, really. Just my opinion.


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This was just posted on Facebook. I think my head has finally exploded.


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Righto, I'm posting this for the Tom Hardy fans here. Although I'm all about me some homo-erotic photies, this is really kind of disturbing, because Cadmus Pariah would never ever assume this position. He would slaughter everyone before doing this. Well, he would slaughter everyone anyway, but the character is just too dominant to be a bottom. ( Read more... )

I forgot to mention here that I found my blue lipstick the other day. This makes me very happy because I can't seem to find the shade in any store, anywhere.


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