Hot damn, this is quintessential 80’s British post-punk. Gated reverb, synths, boxy kicks, samples, drum machines, lyrics about your old love, talk about the working man selling his soul, melodramatic phrases like “Jesus wept”… Absolute madness, loved every minute of it. I gotta get the vinyl for this… A good blue collar 9.
A web hermit’s hideaway for posting attempts at art, whacks at writing, rolls of reviews, bucket list blunders, artificial articles and a hodgepodge of hobby histories.
Stick around for stories on slow, retro, and analogue living, odd history, weird finds, half-baked reviews, alternative media and a big folder labelled “misc”.
Join the newsletter. Only sending notifications for substantial posts, not random photos or quick updates.
Seb's Web 
Leave a comment