Where are you? On a chair by a desk in the basement of a building near some trees around Lexington within the United States, aka prepositional hell.
What are you? A deranged prophet hellbent on calling bears out of the woods to eat little children. Oops, past life. Right now I’m an English major at the University of Kentucky.
What do you make? Love with honey-covered hands and a satin tongue. And lots of ants.
What do you love? Pork Swizzles and Monkey Butt Custard.
What do you hate? Vapid, fluffy people who stare straight through everything. People who choose reality lite - half the guilt, twice the problems.
What do you listen to? Momus, David Bowie, Lida Husik, Nick Drake, Kendra Smith, The Soft Boys, Spiritualized, Divine Comedy Dante on tape, for your car... , and lots of machinery. big electric fans and elevators and fish tanks and refridgerators.
What do you watch? Everything. Especially you. Quit picking your nose or I’ll join you. Really.
What do you drink? Cranberry Cabanas and Bloody Marias for breakfast in the summer - bourbon with everything in the winter.
What do you smoke? Tests. Low tar, less filling, and, just a like a cigarette, you’ve accomplished nothing when you’re finished.
What do you take? It used to be large quantities of herbs - legal - mixed with LSD, but I’m sticking to over-the-counters and psychotropics prescribed by this geriatric sawbones who’ll write out a ‘scrip for the hell of it, basically.
What do you believe in? ‘Southern Preacher Voice’; Ah buhleev inna evuh lastin’ lahf provided by ahr LAWD JESUS, Say Amen! Wait - that’s all wrong. I believe in the advancement of society and a certain noble obligation on the part of humans to behave decently and with love toward one another.
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