What a Prickly Pear

when the world burns down and the clouds turns black and the sky turns white and the days turn night Hey, What’s up, Hello It is summer, so exfoliate your feet, buy Ego Death by the Internet, kiss goodbye to monogamy and sit. in. the. sun. life is too short for a good work ethic […]

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NEW SHOW NEW TOUR NEW DRESS NEW HAIR

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey Loves of Mine, How are you doing? Have you given up on your new year’s resolution yet? Have you stopped listening to Black Messiah by D’Angelo yet? Have you decided on your 2015 Aesthetic yet? Have you been to a gym and distracted the locals with your wobbly sex appeal? Have you got your […]

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Hey – So My Show’s Already Started

Hey. A very sleepy good morning to you, from my bed in Birmingham. I’ma work all day, but I’m not getting out of it, because the weather is horrible outside, and if you’re self employed, and you aren’t taking advantage of the ‘self employed, can work in my pyjamas if I want to’ swag at […]

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Exhibit B

Eurgh. God, guys! I’m actually going to try and write something and be serious and coherent the whole way through, and not just dick about. I hate doing that. But I need to. I’m in Edinburgh at the moment, with two fold intention. The first is to perform my show, Chewing the Fat, and to […]

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Rose Royce on Repeat

  *******This is quite a navel gazy post, bae. You don’t have to read it. I’m just letting you know.********* I’m not sure what this blog is for, maybe to assuage guilt? I am at home (home is Birmingham) and I am procrastinating. I’ve had two weeks off of work, and next week I go […]

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Easingwold Town Of Dreams

Hello, Yeezus’s and Sheezus’s   I hope that you’re well. I am posting http://medicines4all.com this a hospital cafe, but wrote it from beneath a duvet fort last night, awash in a sea of hob knobs and tea (as is the post english student way). I wanted to write to a you a little bit tonight […]

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