Menk, by John Doran
A Soldier with a Broken Arm Fixed His Stare Into the Wheels of a Cadillac
Alcoholics Anonymous and wearing Mick Hucknall's pants – John Doran discusses five years of editing the Quietus.
I Walked 47 Miles of Barbed Wire (Part One)
My time in a crack house with the South of England’s most successful snakeskin boot salesman.
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University's pretty good at inducing nervous breakdowns, especially if you're taking acid.
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.
Watching Myself Being Born As a Fully Grown Adult Through a Padded Foam Vagina
Chaos, vertigo and rebirth at the North London ball pond.
A Fag in a Whalebone Corset Draping His Dick Across My Cheek
How to give up drinking forever, part three.