MENK, BY JOHN DORAN
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Diving for Dear Life
Roaming Memory Lane in Thatcher's North. Full story
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It's Educational!
University's pretty good at inducing nervous breakdowns, especially if you're taking acid. Full story
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Wandering Stars of Whom it Is Reserved, the Blackness of Darkness Forever
An open invite to Portishead to feast on whale at the best music festival in the world. Full story
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You Can Do It, Put Your Back Into It. I Can Do It, Put Your Ass Into It
Chaos, vertigo and rebirth at the North London ball pond. Full story
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A Fag in a Whalebone Corset Draping His Dick Across My Cheek
How to give up drinking forever, part three. Full story
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The Emptiness of the Prize
How to reclaim your sanity by giving up booze forever: part two. Full story
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None of Our Secrets Are Physical Now
You know that good looking guy, who’s always smiling? Fuck that guy. I hate that fucking guy. Full story
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To the One True God Above, Here Is My Prayer
Hell isn't that bad, but it's full of wankers. It's time to quit the drugs for good. Full story
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Going Underground
At the end of the day, all us humans really want is to end up in the dark. Full story
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This Isn't Some Kind of Metaphor, Goddamn, This Is Real!
Getting your friends sectioned is never particularly easy. Full story
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Circling the Drain
Sometimes you have to break all of your life rules and admit that bands with ginger dreadlocks can be good. Full story
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It's Midnight... I'm On the Soul Train!
I spent far too long living in a prostitute-sodden suburbia, building every day around my flask of whiskey. Full story
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I'm Half Crazy All for the Love of You
I used to understand why drugs tore holes in my memory, but then I forgot. Full story
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We Can Find New Ways of Living
Northerners gone wild: pissing on churches, puking in gutters, horrifying small Algerian boys. Full story
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Orange? Yeah! That's Right!
You know your life's not as perfect as your photos make it out to be. Full story
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You Know You Make Me Want to Scream
Wanna know the difference between Liverpool, Manchester and London? Full story
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I Saw a Deadhead Sticker on a Cadillac
London is full of signs and omens. They tell you what's going to happen next. Full story
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Lord I Have a Broken Heart
When you stop drinking, you worry that no one will find you interesting ever again. Full story
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Working in the Sun, Drinking Schnapps, Having Fun
So, let me tell you about my first beer. Full story
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Ain't There One Damn Song That Can Make Me Break Down and Cry
Will Self famously said that all aeroplanes should be completely transparent. "Fuck that," I replied. Full story
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Trudging Slowly Over Wet Sand
Here is a list of ideas. You can use them in any way you see fit. I don’t care. Full story
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Good, Good, Good, Good Vibrations
It takes a lot to shock and appall men with spikes coming out of their chin, but I managed it. Full story
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Blinded by the Light
Drinking nothing but out-of-date beer for a fortnight is a good way to destroy your sanity. Full story
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Beautiful Boys on a Beautiful Dancefloor
I'm sorry Michael Smiley, your face doesn't really look like it melted on a radiator. Full story
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Dance Yourself Clean
Life isn't always like being herded through a massive Ikea with a meat grinder at the end. Sometimes it's good. Full story
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On and On South of Heaven
What does it mean to be Northern? Full story
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My God! What Have I Done?
When you blackout every time you drink and you're drinking all the time, it's like your life never really happened. Full story
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Out of Control
I thought moving into a drug dealer's flat would be exciting, but then cockroaches started to fall out of the ceiling. Full story
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When You Get Down, Down to the Subatomic Part of It
I went to the Large Hadron Collider and everyone was off their tits. Full story
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This Place Is Hell with Walls
The first time I took mushrooms I turned into a gibbering wreck. Full story
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Hands Up Who Wants to Die?
The devil loves hangovers. Full story
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Cats, Sex and Nazis, That's Why They Call Me Mr Happy
Fucking journalists, fucking Del Boy indie promoters, fucking depression. Full story
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Who Owns That Head Upon the Bed Where My Old Head Should Be
My experiences as eye candy for dirty old men. Full story
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Ring the Alarm Another Sound Is Dying
When Black Metal musicians don't like you and you start fearing out. Full story
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Und Tanzt Den Adolf Hitler... Und Jetzt Den Jesus Christus
The drug party DJ can handle the mentally ill, but terminally posh Bob Dylan fans can go fuck themselves. Full story
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Crystal World with Winter Flowers
Why am I constantly imagining killing literally everyone in the most horrible way possible? Full story
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Most of My Heroes Don't Appear on No Stamp
I'd like my money a whole lot more if it had a picture of one of these four heroes on it. Full story
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How Can You Sleep at Night?
Why go to the zoo when you're surrounded by dumb, violent animals? Full story
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No Way to Control It, It's Totally Automatic
If I go on TV, will people end up dying? Full story
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Cut a Six Inch Valley Through the Middle of My Soul
Modern culture is conspiring to make me a confused old man. Full story
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I Betrayed You. You Trusted Me and I Betrayed You
My private and public wars with Primal Scream's Bobby Gillespie. Full story
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With Every Mistake We Must Surely Be Learning
People who can afford to sue, use lawyers. People who can't, send you weird emails in the middle of the night after the pubs have shut. Full story
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Hotel. Motel. Holiday Inn
Moonshine drugs and hotel rooms full of dead Victorian children sometimes mix badly. Full story
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Half-Shut Eyes Don’t See Who You Hit
House parties are hellish. Full story
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I Think That Someone's Trying to Kill Me
Music journalism's a pretty safe profession until you tell the insane they're shit. Full story
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Let's Piss on the City That's Burning Down There
Two old alcoholics remember the day blackbirds started to fall out of the sky on fire. Full story
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What's He Building in There?
Finding ways to make the ladies wake up smiling. Full story
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A Sound Like a Tiger Thrashing in the Water
Taking MDMA in a floatation tank. Full story
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I Feel So Inar-Inar-Inar-ticulate
My memories of getting sacked. Full story
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Time Marches On
When I died, they served me weird Guinness in heaven. Full story
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I Spy Something Beginning With S...
Spiders are shit houses. Full story
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My Future Ain't What It Used To Be
A semi-naked man's guide to dealing with estate toughs. Full story
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And We Could Dance
An experiment in which a wedding DJ doesn't play shit music. Full story
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I Feel So Quick In My Leather Bots
Seizing the underwear of the rich and the famous. Full story
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Crows Feet Are Ingrained
Should I write for VICE? Full story
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Losing My Edge
I am a 40-year-old music journalist. Most of the people who read me think that I am an appalling fraud. Full story
Austerity's Drug of Choice
Sisa is tearing its way through Athens' poor.
Topless Jihad
Hanging out with the ladies of Femen.
The Tropical Dystopian World of Timo Vaitinen
Horned gods and warlocks.
We Helped Save This Man's Face
He is getting the porn website tattoos removed.
People Are Building A Clock In A Mountain
Apparently it'll change our perception of time.
Twitter Thinks Angelina Jolie Is Nothing Without Breasts
It's really, really depressing.