For purple prose I don't think Laura Barton can be bettered, her columns are hilarious, eg
http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2007/jun/15/popandrock.thewhitestripes
Jesus. That reads like Mary-Anne Hobbs talking about Burial on 20 e's
For purple prose I don't think Laura Barton can be bettered, her columns are hilarious, eg
http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2007/jun/15/popandrock.thewhitestripes
For purple prose I don't think Laura Barton can be bettered, her columns are hilarious, eg
http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2007/jun/15/popandrock.thewhitestripes
When I was at university, gonzo journalism was always touted as the interest of various boys who wanted to appear desperately intense and at odds with the world. I think most of us were already a bit bored with Hunter S Thompson and his lame middle initial by then.
Yes, girls did always fancy these boys when they could have fancied me...
Jesus. That reads like Mary-Anne Hobbs talking about Burial on 20 e's
When I was at university, gonzo journalism was always touted as the interest of various boys who wanted to appear desperately intense and at odds with the world. I think most of us were already a bit bored with Hunter S Thompson and his lame middle initial by then.
Yes, girls did always fancy these boys when they could have fancied me...
Her latest output was a months-long trip to South East Asia, and what happened to her there. Long story short: she got wasted with a bunch of European tourists and it was the third world so it was, like, totally fucked up.
:slanted:
There was a fresher at Liverpool uni a few years back who dressed at all times like Hunter S, with the cricket hat, yellow-lensed aviators and a cigarette in a holder (that he never actually lit).
Do you reckon she bumped into...
MIA? ha
I was thinking recently that Sarah Palin is to the right as MIA is to Pitchfork readers: both are undeniably beautiful, sexy, whatever, with a great look, but both are one-dimensional characters whose politics are dodgy at best, downright scary at worst. Both are somehow perfectly emblematic of the "perfect female" according to their respective adoring crowds, but neither crowd acknowledges the inherent contradictions and hypocrisies in this adoration.
There was a fresher at Liverpool uni a few years back who dressed at all times like Hunter S, with the cricket hat, yellow-lensed aviators and a cigarette in a holder (that he never actually lit).
MIA? ha
Haha, no shit - I was talking about Liverpool just earlier to my girlfriend, who did her degree and PhD there, and she was telling me about the yawning cultural chasm, and no small amount of animosity, between the stoodents there (bearing in mid the existence of two other unis apart from Liverpool itself) and the general working-class native population. Hard not to see where that kind of divide comes from when considering people like your fresher dude here.
Good point, and yes I totally agree. In general, people seem to always like the presentable idea of something, rather than the actual thing itself. Too gritty and time-consuming, and it's much easier (and pleasurable) to stand for something than to actually be it. This is what I hate most about the way people revere celebrities who try (however successfully) to operate on some higher political/cultural level. The devil is in the details.
Another instance of this sort of thing are art school students who want to project themselves as "artists" in their stature (eccentric, misfit "genius"es), but don't really care much at all for the actual development and creation of an artistic vision. There is a guy I live with in my shared house; he is a hyper-tense, and extremely nervous religious nut. A sweet enough guy but you can tell his general fear prevents him from having friends, getting girls, and generally fitting into society in such a way that would foster the admiration of young, hip people. I'm not sure they understand that truly being an "eccentric misfit" generally locks them out of the things they actually enjoy. I think it's sort of an affront to those actually awkward or unfortunate types, the way they take their enviable lifestyles for granted (this is essentially, for me, the main problem with "hipsters", but that's another story.)
On the other hand, I have a friend who is actually an extraordinarily gifted artist, and who likely has a long bright future ahead of him in the art game. To meet him he's a very funny, likeable, adjusted guy who mostly likes to talk about girls. So how did he achieve his genius? Well, he sleeps very little and devotes about 10 hours a week to himself, and the rest to tirelessly perfecting his craft.
You'd think this would be common sense.
This?It's a crying shame SomethingAwful doesn't host its 'fake' frontpages any more, one of them was a PFM pisstake called 'Richdork Media' and was absolutely superb.
Richdork Media said:reviews
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