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Who Are You?: zeotrope@mail.com
Where Are You?: at my desk in London in an office silent except for the hum of air-conditioning and distant laughing What Are You?: A 22 year old trying not to feel defined by my job in the soul-sapping world of advertising What do you make?: Tunes on my guitar, websites, tunes on my computer, cds for friends, cards, cheese sandwiches and enemies What do you love?: my friends, music, web design, nostalgia What do you hate?: my body, my brain, my skin, corporate life, advertising, uninventive music, antibiotic resistance, mental illness, sweat, intimidation, anxiety, panic attacks, itching, helplessness What do you listen to?: right now "in a beautiful place out in the country" by boards of canada is on repeat to make me feel anywhere but sat at this desk in a corporate advertising office in london What do you watch?: Flash movies and alan partridge What do you drink?: water and ribena What do you smoke?: nothing. ever. What do you take?: even though I know they're useless rip-offs...probiotics and vitamins. And also beta-blockers. What do you believe in?: nothing When We Were 16 Where were you?: sixth-formWhat were you?: a slightly happier and more outgoing young chap What did you wear?: grungy stuff - corduroy, DMs, flannel shirts What did you listen to?: pearl jam, nine inch nails, soundgarden, stone temple pilots, rage against the machine... What did you watch?: the simpsons, alan partridge What did you love?: music which made me cry, art, guitars What did you hate?: classical music, money, jobs, feeling stupid What did you drink?: baileys, guinness, water What did you smoke?: nothing What did you take?: erythromycin, minocycline, oxytetracycline, beta-blockers and selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors What did you want to be?: a healthy and happy singer/songwriter Who did you fight?: my dad Who/What did you believe in?: nothing Where did you go?: local pubs, into london, into the woods What did you learn?: things might be bad now, but they'll only get worse. |