Tuesday, 28 October 2014

That Perfect Romcom Playlist in Full


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Angelina Banjolina "These Clouds Are Made of Bedrooms"

Pope Of Snooze "Tocatta In Ping"

Lyle Litler "Anyone Gotta Pen?"

Futi "I Will/Won't"

The Hoops "You and Me and You and Me and Me and Me and Hey Where'd You Go"

Frape "I Like Poo"

Same Thing "Corridors and Hallways"

Orson "Wells"

The Counters "Song 9"

Fake Native "Don't Do The Voice"

Uncle Mom "(We Both Look A Bit) Like Lena Heady"

Singing Detective "Christ On A Bike"

Cat Screidle "Song To a Fucking Tree"

APpphex Twin "Voink"

Tocatta In Ping "Pope Of  Snooze"

Monday, 13 October 2014

EXCITING SPACE ADVENTURE 6

The Face of Zi surveyed his troops.
"ALL HAIL, THE FACE OF ZI!" cried the standard, then - bringing his teeth together and moving his voice to the back of the throat - "Haig Gi, haig Gi!"
"That was you," surmised the Face of Zi, "Where are the others?"
"IT'S SO ODD," cried the standard, "I KNOW."
"Were they following you?"
"DEFINITELY."
"What do you mean 'definitely'?"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?"
"Yes or no: Before you set off, did you check if they were following you?"
"IF ANYTHING -"
"Yes or no."
"IF ANYTHING 'DEFINITELY' IS EVEN MORE AFFIRMATIVE THAN YES, SO... I DON'T NEED TO SAY YES, BECAUSE I'M SO SURE, THAT - IT'S NOT EVEN -"
"Were they following you?"
"SURE."
"That's not a yes."
"I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE YOU'RE PURSUING THIS."
"Can't you?"
"LOOK, I WAS HOLDING THE STANDARD REALLY... REALLY HIGH. IF THEY DIDN'T SEE THAT, THEN I DON'T KNOW WHAT I COULD HAVE-"
"So, higher than you're holding it now?"
"YOU KNOW,  I'VE A GOOD MIND NOT TO GO TO WAR FOR YOU NOW, ACTUALLY, IF THIS-"
"Uh-huh."
"IF THIS IS THE KIND OF OPERATION YOU'RE... you're... Oh don't look sad."

Sunday, 12 October 2014

EXCITING SPACE ADVENTURE 5

 

The sun would not set. Zorin could see that now. The sun would never set. Not entirely. The night would just have to take its chances. "Zorin," Zorin thought... "What is Zorin? A name. But is that name me? I am Zorin. But I am not my name. But my name is Zorin. But if I am not my name, how, then, can I be Zorin? The Buklup teaches us, moving always one dimension higher, that the map is indeed the territory. But does the Buklup not also say that to colour that map in, one should not use anything one hopes to sign one's name with? No names then..." thought Zorin, "Not this nearly-night..."
Relaxing, Zorin's back finally enjoyed the coolness of the sort-of-beach, and the skylight in his/her head opened with a gentle "ftung" to reveal... a single rose...  or something. Maybe wires, I could not really tell from where I was. And a foot? Perhaps I'm not the best person to be telling this actually. If I'm honest, you know I'm not even sure it was Zorin.