Monthly Archives: September 2017

And Who Shall Be Healed… Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds on Ice

Posted on September 29, 2017 by robinince

Who was healed tonight? Arms reached out desperately to touch and he touched them. Those nearest the stage were caught between the imagery of a Baptist revivalist ceremony and a zombie movie. Did they want to take communion by taking … Continue reading →

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What’s so Wrong with Employing The Interested?

Posted on September 24, 2017 by robinince

I don’t read newspapers much, so I am terribly out of touch with things that will be forgotten by next Tuesday. It is part of my anger management. I am fully aware that a newspaper’s prime job is to make … Continue reading →

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My Morning of Ricky Gervais and Naked Wood People…

Posted on September 14, 2017 by robinince

Does nudity cause melancholy or does melancholy lead to nudity? I wondered this as I looked at the flesh of the lounge sat naked women of photography Gregory Crewdson’s latest exhibition, Cathedral of the PInes. It had been an odd … Continue reading →

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