-
Those longer term readers may recall I started a project where I would listen to every album in my MP3 collection and post about it on my various blogs. They might even remember why they then stopped reading the Compostual Existentialist. Or they might have wondered what happened to the music project. Well, it’s moved.…
-

There’s a monster in the bedroom You don’t want to anger It lives inside the wardrobe And dines on your coat hanger The wife she thinks I’m crazy The neighbour he just mocks I’m fairly certain the monster Occasionally eats my socks It snacks on your shirt buttons And feasts on underwear I thought this…
-
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner child of the urban zoo or maybe it’s because I’m an impatient fucker but sometimes people that dawdle really get me wound up to the point of rudeness. It takes a lot for me to get wound up so much I actually say something. Classic example is when in…






You must be logged in to post a comment.