Once the possibilities of the internet to subvert notions of identity were perceived as empowering, apparently offering the opportunity to shift the locus of power through a detachment of body and mind. But time and usage have not served these possibilities well.
The potential to be whoever you want to be is not liberating, but intimidating. Where there are no fences, there is no security. So we’re left with one of two things: to fall back on tried and tested norms that result in some hyperreal form of self, or retreat into ambiguity, hidden from the world, undefined, out of reach, ghosts of reality lingering in the ether.
Become unreal versions of self or give into uncertainty and fear? Meke Menete make no definite decision and straddle that line that runs between.
In LA, cars may be afraid to merge, but bodies aren’t.
After hours under night fall up in the hills, there’s places where human flesh runs liquid. There’s congregations of the new vampires, of a new elite plotting a Roman dynasty on the West Coast. In their velvet carpeted rooms behind locked doors, limbs and torsos of their pure sect fuse, each individual body eroded to a single being bound in eternal little death.
Photos from the the video shoot for forthcoming Girls Names’ album track, “Bury Me”. Directed by Philippa Bloomfield and filmed in Belfast at the weekend, it’s planned for release around late March. More details of the band’s debut album to follow very soon.
There’s a place in the world for the angry young man with his working class ties and his radical plans. He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl. He’s always at home with his back to the wall. And he’s proud of his scars and the battles he’s lost. He struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross. And he likes to be known as the angry young man.
Give a moment or two to the angry young man, with his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand. He’s been stabbed in the back, he’s been misunderstood. It’s a comfort to know his intentions are good. He sits in a room with a lock on the door, with his maps and his medals laid out on the floor. And he likes to be known as the angry young man.
I believe I’ve passed the age of consciousness & righteous rage. I found that just surviving was a noble fight. I once believed in causes too, I had my pointless point of view. Life went on no matter who was wrong or right, ohhhhh
A purity ring means can’t fuck, won’t fuck. Fitting then, that “Ungirthed” struts with the confidence that only belongs to someone who knows they can fuck whoever they want, while mouthing through a forced smile “don’t fuck with me”.
Strong and intimidating when united, Women were fractured by infighting, eventually bringing about their own downfall in a rage of tension. But not before laying upon the world one last beautiful parting shot.
Only a four men could write it that way. What must their mothers think?
What’s the difference between a haunting and a repeat? What’s the difference between memory and plagiarism? What’s the difference between the past and the present? What’s the difference between aura and simulation? What’s the difference between the real and the fake?
What’s the difference between memory and plagiarism? What’s the difference between the past and the present? What’s the difference between aura and simulation? What’s the difference between the real and the fake? What’s the difference between a haunting and a repeat?
What’s the difference between the past and the present? What’s the difference between aura and simulation? What’s the difference between the real and the fake? What’s the difference between a haunting and a repeat? What’s the difference between memory and plagiarism?
What’s the difference between aura and simulation? What’s the difference between the real and the fake? What’s the difference between a haunting and a repeat? What’s the difference between memory and plagiarism? What’s the difference between the past and the present?
What’s the difference between the real and the fake? What’s the difference between a haunting and a repeat? What’s the difference between memory and plagiarism? What’s the difference between the past and the present? What’s the difference between aura and simulation?
What’s the difference between a haunting and a repeat? What’s the difference between memory and plagiarism? What’s the difference between the past and the present? What’s the difference between aura and simulation? What’s the difference between the real and the fake?
“First Cape” is where the hinterland of the night oozes into day’s brilliant light, caught under the duress of motorway dreams. Cars become beds to become cars again. Service stations loom in the forever-nearing mid distance like an oasis of sanity, while metronomic central reservation lights hang like headless angels of the north.
This is the journey back down.
Exhausted and gammy eyed, Slime accelerates into tomorrow holding onto the inside handle of the backseat door, feeling the curvature of the road bend to new ends.
