Comin' Up Holdin' Darts

Everything is speculative...

14 September 2016

Beautiful silence

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Editor's note: This is a traditional minimalist shake-n-bake hill-stomp number usually played with a 10-key concertina and a Roland MC-3...
28 August 2016

Art School Babes; a little of everything...

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ART SCHOOL CONFIDENTIAL -- 2006
12 June 2016

Yet another girl-on-a-bike gif...

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RHYMES FOR YOUNG GHOULS [2013]
04 June 2016

Ghosting & Falling

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Like a ghost I’m falling forward and with each step forward to catch myself I fall the faster. A strip of rubber a ribbon of hoop a c...
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Strange and Crooked City, Cradle of Liberty
Too many head injuries. Too many ambulance rides. Too many broken bones and stitches. Not enough paydays. Pistol-whips and head-kicks from the little kids of the projects. Napes of necks and earlobes of hexes and man-haters who couldn't conceive. In the basement of the Christmas Tree Warehouse; "this ain't no holiday, but it always turns out this way".
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