Here’s the thing about all the exhaustion and struggle, the sacrifice that goes into saving up money to fly over to another country. The show has to be worth it. A bad show will leave you crushed and broken nearly to the point of despair. This can be a bit nerve-wracking, but it makes you put everything you have into what you’re doing.
So you’re thinking Tinkerbell and glitterwings, floaty velvet scarves and dream catchers. Please don’t.
Call me shallow but I’m starting to tire of nufuzzwurld.
You’re never sure what might happen next but I wanna hear what happens next.
There is a version of ‘Satisfaction’ on here, but it’s tellingly only 19 seconds long.
Who am I to argue with money?
Smells like spilt bourbon, guitar grease and peanuts.
As smooth as Kenny G’s newly-waxed ball sack.
Truth dies when news stories are reduced to binaries: good, evil, black, white, them, us. Difficult concepts are dumbed down into sound bites. We click ‘like’ and make a cup of tea.