I’m consistent, at least. Scratch that. Much as I know folk like their comfort zones, their safe places, their writers they can turn to again and again knowing they’ll always receive similar advice, similar opinions – I’ve never really seen that consistency is a virtue. Maybe if you’re a middle distance runner. Maybe if you’re […]
Moody. Dark. Poetry in troublingly fluid and interrupted motion. One of the singles of 2012, no doubt.
As everybody at Collapse Board should know by now, “girls’ music” is always the best kind and everything else is B.O.R.I.N.G. So bring it the fuck on.