Writing
This script was originally performed and published as an audio essay via the Side Missions project . In Vassal State , Angus Hanton goes into forensic detail about the UK’s ‘special relationship’ with the US. He examines how romanticised British companies are being increasingly run through and captured by American ones, to the extent that one in ten Brits now work for a company owned on the other…
This script was originally performed and published as an audio essay via the Side Missions project . Can you keep your soul in its body, hold fast to the one, and so learn to be whole? Can you center your energy, be soft, tender, and so learn to be a baby? Can you keep the deep water still and clear, so it reflects without blurring? Can you love people and run things, and do so by not doing?…
This script was originally performed and published as an audio essay via the Side Missions project . Introduction In 1981, Japanese proto-cyberpunk author and certified real one Izumi Suzuki penned the short story Night Picnic . She tells us of four alien lifeforms attempting to reconstruct a nuclear family from the remnants of books and TV that the human race left behind. The “daughter” tries…
This script was originally performed and published as an audio essay via the Side Missions project . Introduction It’s the 16th of October, 2019, and it’s a bit nippy out. Forgive me for wandering into British cliche territory this early, but follow me for just a second. Today’s sub-par weather report is barely noticed by Grime MC and Tottenham royalty Jamie Adenuga, best known as Jme, but also as…
The function of art is to do more than tell it like it is – it’s to imagine what is possible. bell hooks https://collectiveliberation.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/hooks_Love_As_The_Practice_Of_Freedom.pdf I thought Barbie was a solid film. Powerful tonal shifts, a mostly banging soundtrack and emotional heft in the right places (my gf was in bits after five mins). There’s the whole…
At my big age, being a Dreamcast kid once upon a time feels almost too achingly Y2K to believe. No word of a lie, I haven’t met anyone else who went home to that silly, lovable (and bizarrely lightweight) cube. As a cultural artifact it perfectly embodies the pre-millennium optimism that every early 90s baby remembers being in the air those times. In the same vein as 9 PM (Till I Come) and New…