Nonsense Not Nonces This Year at Balenciaga

As Bowie once taught us, fashion is big and it's bland, full of tension and fear. (Image © Balenciaga 2023)
As Bowie taught us, fashion is big and it’s bland, full of tension and fear. (Image © Balenciaga 2023)
An edited version of this article is published on UPfront, a site for news and opinion from University of Portsmouth students.

It’s the month of Halloween, and what better way to strike terror into my heart than by watching a ghoulish parade of unholy stick insects clad in weird cloth?

Balenciaga sounds like something I’d pay a Spanish man to do to me in a train station bathroom but today I found out it’s a fashion house – so even more grotesque. Their Summer 24 Collection begins with mournful strings and a French lady talking. Women in black gowns stride confidently alongside celling high crimson drapes, looking for all the world like Red Priestesses ready to birth shadow demons and conquer Westeros. Continue reading “Nonsense Not Nonces This Year at Balenciaga”

1. Journalism Attracts the Worst

Monday January 9, 2023

Well, I hope you all had a lovely Christmas. I was down with stomach flu but needed to write a presentation on ethics in journalism; so, delirious with discomfort and permanently online, seasonally depressed and unable to keep a drink down for the purposes of self-medication, I’ve been reflecting on that old ethical dilemma of whether journalists actually have any.

Ethics, that is. Continue reading “1. Journalism Attracts the Worst”

Monsters #1 | Prologue. Part One. | Eighties Racist Hatred.

I’ve ummed and ahhed about whether or not to upload this as is or to just re-record it, but I’m thinking I’m happy with what this is – my first attempt at a reading from ‘Monsters.’

My concerns are that it’s rough as all fuck and hardly up to the quality of an audiobook, but then even the act of doing something – even if it may be futile – is still very good for your mental health.

Continue reading “Monsters #1 | Prologue. Part One. | Eighties Racist Hatred.”

In Which I Talk About the News, Drugs, Star Trek and Make a Picture for John Lennon

A picture I made while listening to the Beatles. I didn't realise but Lennon was murdered 32 years ago today. It's for him then.
A picture I made while listening to the Beatles. I didn’t realise but Lennon was murdered 32 years ago today. It’s for him then.

Christ, I don’t know. I suppose I should say something; it has been a while, after all. What have I been up to lately? Well I didn’t kill myself yet but don’t think it hasn’t crossed my mind, fellow travellers. Continue reading “In Which I Talk About the News, Drugs, Star Trek and Make a Picture for John Lennon”

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