Andy Warhol tried to create a whole coterie of superstars, glamorous creations of stick-on eyelashes and sequins whispering like ghosts in the perfumed squalor of some downtown lower east side warehouse, grooving to choppy tunes like seasick sailors. Now I don’t know for a fact what that whole scene was like, but I’ve glided on [...]

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The Albany, Deptford, London, 25th January 2008
I find myself in an uncaring corner of South London musing over poetry. I’m pretty conflicted with this as a form, I mean how art thou art blah blah blah, dead art form right? Sure, sceptics all around internet land are screaming into their herbal teas “yeah but what [...]

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