· OUT OF STEP ·

A Persuan.

I feel safe in supermarkets and

I feel nervous around the Police.

The bouncers are dicks but

So is everyone involved.

Popularity is nothing to me yet

I need to be loved.

Feed me the meat, pack it in bags.

Vegetables are shrink wrapped

So are my friends, so are my parents.

Everyone is happy or at least it looks like they are.

I feel safe in supermarkets and

I feel nervous around the Police.

Grazes.

Ben G of Sheffield Hardcore band Grazes, showed me some of the newest stuff to date this morning. They’ve down tuned their guitars and gone for a thicker, fatter, more chewable sound. They’ve slapped on some Sabbath-esque lacquer into the mix as well for good measure.

Catch them in Sheffield at The Riverside tomorrow.

Cow Pliers

The roots were set so far apart.

The parasite seemed so much bigger than I had remembered.

I laid back staring back at Homer Simpson, in awe.

That I could even encase something so…

Shiny & Crimson from my puke, spit and guts.

All over, all over.

It’s all over.

No more fat face, goodbye chewing pain, farewell to stuck food.

Hopefully my nightmares of cascading teeth will be put to rest now.

But probably not. At least they’re not macabre.

All my adult life I’ve been necking prescription, it’s disgusting.

Pull them all out, release me of this pain.

A man stopped me last night to ask where my glasses were from, he came to me in a premonition.

The Grand National is fucking disgusting.