I just wanted to write to tell you how much I enjoyed your show, ‘Nanette.’ You don’t see a lot of genuinely incendiary stuff anymore. Incendiary and vital. Continue reading
I just wanted to write to tell you how much I enjoyed your show, ‘Nanette.’ You don’t see a lot of genuinely incendiary stuff anymore. Incendiary and vital. Continue reading
25000 readers in 2015! Thanks, folks!
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 25,000 times in 2015. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 9 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
“The fox condemns the trap, not himself.”
– William Blake,
Proverbs of Hell.
It’s been remarkably busy down here in the offices of Theme Park at Its Darkest the past few weeks, even though the entire outfit has relocated to Istanbul. One could say that there has been an unofficial mainline to the grape-vine and, as a result, the mailbox has been heaving. Continue reading
“The cut worm forgives the plow.”
– William Blake,
Proverbs of Hell.
I received an email today from Lance Williams, so-called ‘Head of Fitness’ at Goodlife gyms, Australia-wide. Continue reading
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‘He who has suffered you to impose on him, knows you.’
– William Blake,
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
It is time to dump the bucket. Continue reading
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 17,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 6 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
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I feel responsible. I feel that I must do something like Flanagan, or Tolstoy. Anything less is a waste of everyone’s time – both yours, and mine. If I think about it too much, there’s not even time enough to go to work. Continue reading
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The last twelve to eighteen months have taught me that if you put something on the internet, everybody will see it. People rarely comment on-line, but I seem to get all kinds of bizarre responses when I see them in public, ranging from facial expressions that look like they’ve swallowed a bullfrog (and are struggling to keep it down) to, ‘What’s with all the leather gear?’ Or even, ‘Are you a Satanist?’ Continue reading