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Sign o’ the Times

April 25, 2016Birds Fate, Death, Mindfulness, Nerd Bait, Pop MusicBilly Paul, Birds Fate, David Bowie, Prince, The Smiths, Thunderclap Newmanricky

Sutekh the Destroyer‘s been at it again this week. Victoria Wood died on April 20. And then of course, Prince died on April 21.

Not the worst misstep in his cover art history, by a long way — Dude. You’ve got your dates waaaay off.

If you want to skip straight to the peaches and cream,
there’s a cover of Prince’s When Doves Cry
by early-nineties indie stumblebums Bird’s Fate
at the bottom of the page…. Continue reading Sign o’ the Times →

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Lies, Lies, Lies, Pt. 2

December 28, 2015Art, Birds Fate, Fiction, Mindfulness, Nerd Bait, Politics, RelationshipsBirds Fate, Christmas, Nerd Bait, The Philosopher's Armsricky

What a busy week it’s been, on and around apoplectic.me.

I’ve put Broken Mirror – The Collected Bird’s Fate Posts back up on the site. These posts have been absent from the site for a while, as they’ve been presented in other forums. But now the true story of how I met Susanne Whyte from Bird’s Fate, and found out heroes are just people like you and me, is back in one piece.
Doing that was inspired by the posting of The Prof’s liner notes to an awesome cover of Mariah Carey’s All I Want for Christmas is You over at nerdbaitband.com.
Meanwhile, my short story Phoenix Park went live over at The Dublin Inquirer. It’s part of their Christmas special fiction issue, which collects stories about superheroes set in Dublin. Pop over and have a look. And if you like it, please do leave a comment.

A brickie from Wolverhampton – LIE!!! PROBABLY!!! — 4. Er… that’s it.

Of course, if you’re on the distribution list for the Apoplexy Newsletter, you’ll be aware of all of this.

So, how could anyone possibly remember where we were last Monday, at the end of Lies, Lies, Lies, Pt. 1…? Continue reading Lies, Lies, Lies, Pt. 2 →

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Broken Mirror – The Collected Bird’s Fate Posts

December 24, 2015Birds Fate, Edinburgh, Nerd Bait, Pop Music, TravelBirds Fate, Nerd Bait, The Wedding Presentricky

In which I reflect upon the true story of meeting a hero….

The signs tell me to descend deep into a mammoth stone bridge that supports the weight of a town, into a venue that shouldn’t exist. I do as I am told, make my way down the black steps of the black stairwell, and pass through a black door into a wide, black-walled space with a black floor and a low, black ceiling. So the grime won’t show, I guess.

The only contrast is provided by a handful of handbills dotted around, advertising a forthcoming show. A single, black mitt on a white background, tattooed with an inverted image of the radio waves from pulsar CP 1919 — the cover of Unknown Pleasures. I smile, partly because it’s funny; it’s the first time I’ve seen a representation of a Joy Division Oven Glove. And partly because I’m patting myself on the back for knowing that this means the authors of that song are coming to town.