gladness, not a manifesto

art as salad

in the early '60s kichen towells were mass produced in their thousands, like their cousin's ox tongue and corned beef, these were revolutionary items on the british market... the british were also way ahead of everyone else in men's undergarments, such as the bra-gite, the bra for men which also had small pockets just big enough for two wagon wheels (tm), the number one fashion accessory of the period. Our fashion was very slick, crushed velvet jackets with pipecleaners platted around the collars, cheese cloth dresses remarkably made from real cheese. We constantly battled the italians in the shoe market, they had their loafers and we had our rodemeanz, later banned as they were manufactured from spunk, pubic hair, slade and wafers.

Since then, in the late nineteen niney we have taken over the world of music with 'great' genres such as house, techno, shabby, and drum and bass. the most recent of these is moses beat, like house and rock n' roll and hymns, the drummer uses crucifixes, the drums themselves are large swedish men wanking into a bucket of rich tea biscuits, the guitarists guitar is made of air and the bass play just snorts pure base next to the mike, of course this is all embellished with the usual wash of delay and reverberation.

plans are to have the lord roberts' sermons streamed on the hour