Here we are at the end of another moderately entertaining day. The problem with being burdened with a middle class appetite is that you tend to behave like a spoilt little mofo every now and then. We aren’t really receptive, as a movement, to reality. I noticed this some time back when I realized that [...]
A black tie eventBy Christopher Steenkamp, November 22.
Monday, I found myself sitting in the K.F.C on Long Street, talking to one of our circuit’s heavy weight surrealists. I met Brenden Murray some time back, a very natural encounter, on which I won’t elaborate on because we didn’t have a prescription. God forbid I paint him as some gonzo-esque drug enthusiast. Ahem. We [...]