A Dar(e)ing Foray into Bodily Fluids and Faulty Sound Design: Yes, I Went To See The Dare
So it’s like 2pm on Wednesday and I’m one flask of instant coffee and two RAND cold brews deep in...
So it’s like 2pm on Wednesday and I’m one flask of instant coffee and two RAND cold brews deep in...
Sometimes I’m not sure how much I know about myself. In our age the self is punctured again and again...
In the words of esteemed Parisian food writer and primary antagonist of the rodent-themed Pixar classic, Anton Ego, “the work...
If at this point in my tenure at Leeds I was having sex with a man and “Espresso” by Sabrina...
Picture this, Reader: You gingerly take your first step out of your pee-stained Hyde Park flatshare, feeling the cold sneaking...
‘Flylo Tweet’ opens the album and it feels like you open your eyes. You open your eyes and Albion Street...
Friday 3rd February, midnight. At first glance, it looks something like a renaissance painting. Hungry black shadows eating up the...
Last Friday in Manchester’s cavernous Wesleyan chapel Albert Hall, Shygirl emerged on stage clad in sinewy black mesh and hung...
What is a woman? Rosalía’s third studio album, MOTOMAMI (2022), and Beyoncé’s seventh, Renaissance (2022), propose this question in a...
The lovechild of satire, drama and raw immorality. A beast wearing six-inch red acrylics, shoddily glued-in extensions and cheap lip...