Friday, 6 October 2017

A Memorable Fancy...

it is the end times. aliens have been discovered, aliens have discovered us, we have seen footage of their planet, their lifestyles, and they are really violent. they will come and eat us (and rape and generally torture and violate in non specific ways). already huge emergency euthanasia centres have been set up to gently put to sleep those made nervous by their imminent sadistic destruction. kind of like Jonestown, shaking trembling lines of numb humanity shuffles forward to receive the plastic beakers of kool aid plus.

this is necessary because Aliens are among us already, they are descending via our stairways, you can identify them by the VirtualReality headsets they must wear at all times, their Achilles heel as it were is they must stay in touch with their home planet via its facebook page at all times, or they futz into non being.

already this is being exploited, the fightback has begun, at elite academies the cats of earth are being trained to sever power lines, cut connections, rip off headsets with dazzling pirouettes and richochet leaps. trajectories are projected, parabolas arced and mapped, claws sharpened.

rules for life
1. play the red guitar
2. wear black clothes
3. watch out for falling stage props.
you'll be alright......

omg: gingers paws when he's in R.E.M.

Friday, 29 September 2017


nov 3rd / Instants Chavir├ęs / Montreuil (Paris)
Nashazphone nite with

Friday, 1 September 2017

autumn cannibals

As the flowers and fruits begin to devour themselves; Some artworks for sale; at

Sunday, 23 July 2017

draconian fairylands...

this is the land of the fairy and the dragon. the fairy is the dakini, tibetan female protector of the way, she drinks blood from the skullcup and is the power that is channeled through the three bladed magickal dagger called Phurpa. They are daughters of Kali, of Lilith, and they haunt the moors and lonely places.

Incredibly proud too, to be announcing the publication of a slender splendid poisoned chalice/chapbook by Sd/Mb bearing the imprint of Philip Best's publishing house 'Amphetamine Sulphate'. Entitled 'Talisman Angelical', and brilliantly edited/assembled by Philip, it will be available come September

I have a particular fondness for what I might term 'fairy dragons', small misshapen beasts with ragged auras of the fantastic. As a child this manifested itself in a love of spiders, dragonflies, moths and in particular, the insect known as the 'devils coach horse'.
Larger examples I have found in our ex-feral cats and yorkshire cob horses. Now if only we could have orcas in our reservoirs.... (only joking, I hate the moorland reservoirs, and intend to blow up the dam walls and flood the Aire valley)

Wednesday, 7 June 2017

Southern skies

As ever, we have lost some blossoms to the snow. The Allman brer's are together again, and Ian's ashes, like pollen, will settle on Saddleworth moor.

Thanks to Magreb for gathering and asking some meaningful questions, then editing and illuminating my garbled responses. This can be found at:

 Miss Emily's Tiki bar, Y'all...


A new track, celebrating redness by the forger is on, entitled 'lake of burning pitch', and there are also t shirts, in a variety of psychedelic distress, in the merch section:

Friday, 14 April 2017

Lord of the crossroads

 light years ago they nailed a jewish prophet to a cross
the cross is a crossroads, a gateway
the interstices of spirit and matter, whether straight up or slantwise, something enters (jackal, anubis is the enterer) something alien entered the human lifewave at golgotha, at which point I further submit; the 'holy ghost' is the wholly other, a spirit every which way as inhuman as our dark god.

Pendas fen: Defend this land, walk this land. Elgar walked the hills at Settle, in Pendas Fen he says he returns, haunts, to see the light on water, broken in rills and trills as it falls on stream river and brook. When Heathcliff has gone beyond, they both return to haunt the moors they have loved, like Elgar, Emily, WB, we will return, for nowhere in this arrangement of whirling atoms is there any spectacle for me, as lovely as light on this english water.

the goldskull/ghede was glyphed by our frere/frater/brother Romain 'vomir' Perrot, and inked in by Mb...