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An island within an island. Bang near London yet totally immune from its influence. It has an inherently hostile energy that repels all

My mate at school with with a far right dad was always having to go to "car shows" in Folkestone with his family. Which I now think was probably a euphemism for "neo Nazi rally". No family could have an appetite to go to that many car shows 500 miles away in a year

Parts of Kent induce a primal fear in me. Like Folkestone. Never been there, never will. Absolutely shit scared of the place. I just imagine it's Britain First lads with their tops off as far as the eye can see

David Tibet lives in Hastings now doesn't he. He's always posting videos of him in the pub reading obscure novels

Always a lingering air of violence in Kent. Always. It sadly came as no surprise at all that Sarah everard's murderer is a policeman from kent

With rye I like how everything about it feels seaside apart from the fact that the seaside isn't there

I like the way with Hastings it's all east London hipsters with artfully distressed secondhand furniture shops and wanky coffee and then you turn a corner and it's instantly real as fuck. Like a wormhole within the town. Welcome back @luka ! I'm glad youre back

Yes but getting something from it, it sort of echoing for you, even when you don't know the sources he's taking from...that's the magic isn't it. It's not just incomprehensible or a wall of stuff you don't recognize. There's something you recognize on an immediate level

One of the many bad things about the internet is that it gives you proof that every thought you had, someone else has already thought it.

It's very hard not to default to getting the answer from someone else isn't it? even if you know that that answer is wrong or unsatisfying. Like in a modern art gallery the eye inevitably wanders to the little captions even tho you know they're glib and silly and will ruin the whole thing

There's those clips of Leno where he's dead creepy to child actresses too

I feel like chat shows occupy the same space in the middle class American psyche that Marks and Spencers do for the British middle class. It's no longer a matter of whether it's good or bad or if you enjoy it. It's deeper than that, a touchstone, an institution that you have to pretend is...

I think the presence of the desk is interesting in chat shows. Middle aged white guys sat behind a desk. They don't need a desk. Parkinson never had a desk. But letterman etc do. Sets up an implicit hierarchy which is weird and unnecessary. Sometimes it reminds me of being called into the...

Back on matt's original post tho. I reckon it's better just to be nice to people and deal with the chance that they'll sometimes fuck you over. Of course they do (although they'd probably fuck you over if you weren't nice too). But on balance it's better to err that way that risk being not-nice...

Yeah I've gone on about this before but in lockdown 2 London really seemed to lose the pretence of not hating each other

My tactic is to be nice and polite to everyone but my internal monologue is often pure hate. Being horrible to people in person is hardly ever fun but thinking horrible things about people often is

Am very pleased that this thread continues to run and run. I had a feeling, back last summer when I was outside Luke's door with a bag of Polish lagers, that it was the start of something big

Ah yes! And on a very very very similar tip. This one: Who ripped off who?

would like to melt into the speaker to this one.

picked this up at the record shop down the road the other day and i'm pretty blown away. I love lots of Boo Williams stuff obvs, but never knew this one. Heads down trek into the wilds of the inner mind.