Super-black and ultra-chunky

I agree with Roswell's comment (which was made on my last post, but over on the dirty, under-class-oriented copy of my blog at www.myspace.com/juliangough: and ain't that the postmodern condition, baby): extra-thick, super-black, ultra-chunky vinyl is the way to go. This city is practically made out of vinyl. Winos live in mounds of old Chris DeBurgh albums, while students sleep insulated under warm, fashionable cardboard duvets, stitched together from the sleeves of New Order 12-inch singles. Berlin children, when they play, not only skip, but also crackle, and rotate at 45 rpm.

Ideally, "It Makes The Sex Exciting (When There's Been A Little Fighting)" will eventually come out as a yummy, limited-edition 7", on a Japanese label so obscure the owner's mother hasn't heard of it.

Meanwhile, we might put it out for nowt on Myspace. Cuz Free is the new Paid For. Broke is the new Rich. And Old is the new Young.

Yeah, I'm surfing a wave, I'm so smooth I don't shave...

Till later, my pop children.

-Julian