Love. Hate. Purchase.

TLA is wintering in the TWOP dacha in Camillo, and is now quite literally phoning it in.  Did he expect me to prepare this post whne I’m 6 bourbons deep? Did he fuck.  Or maybe he did, in the same way the regular newsreader never feared Peter Holland taking their job.

So he sent me some link to an interview, and I can’t make head nor tail of it.  It’s here if you’ve got 2.5 minutes to spare for the country’s 4th or 5th highest circulating printmaking industry journal.

Something about adventures and size mattering.   I did a CTRL+F, and there is neither juxtaposition nor hegemony.  Make of that what you will.  All I can take away is that 10 years of rigorous documenting of the cultural … baseline … of this city garnered what? A case of Howling Wolves?  He’s finally realised that us pigs are diligent consumers of free content, and fuck all else, and targeted the lucrative couch-matching outrage industry.  Kudos.


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18 Responses to Love. Hate. Purchase.

  1. Petef says:

    I was disappointed I didn’t see this at Tresillian last night.


  2. Maybe I should have asked Dr peter harries to post this.


  3. human bag says:



  4. you'll get wet says:

    ‘Did you sing or even fight in Vietnam’

    E.Timor. With Kylie. I fought her to a standstill then took on Johnny Farnham. It was a war of attrition.

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