Wednesday, 22 February 2012
why have i got two followers anyway? shuddering gut sucks to fuck, why not follow the voyuesim one?
why have i got two followers anyway? shuddering gut sucks to fuck, why not follow the voyuesim one?
Sunday, 19 February 2012
Then they came for the cheap drink and there was no one left to speak out for cheap drink.
To be read to this:
D O N T M E N T I O N I T W A R M// OR BARNSTORMER’S PROGRESSIVE/REGRESSIVE TRADITIONALIST APPROACH TO WHITE CIDER MARKETING To me, and thus everyone probably, cider seems to have some sort of right wing leaning. As one staggers through at 7.59am, the isles reserved for folks with a more probable propensity open, honest, salt of the earth, heart on their sleeve kind of race hate, one’s imagination need be in no way addled to appreciate the rather fash-esq aesthetic and nom of these bevs. There are really so parts of parcel from which to take conspiratorial leap of logic from. Names for instance.. white storm, white hammer, white lightning, white strike, white ace, three hammers..these all would not look out of place on a bonehead's teeshirt. Sadly, as basic graphics packages have improved along the same chronology that mobile phone photograph technology for cataloging amusing things in newsagents has, there are few images resultant of old packaging for these ciders. Even Three Hammers has toned it down a bit. And only the kind of nut who disagrees that 911wasaninsidejob could fail to see through filth such as Blackout. Any old how, the rouge in the cider market was Frosty Jacks, a somewhat classier affair entirely, whose packaging took an all round more ravey approach. This has been followed in suit by the other ciders, sniveling little wet arsed sheep that they are, and though I don’t attend many “raves” any “more”, I know a raving bottle when I see one. And here are some! White Ace get at least half a point for trying, and diamond White have opted for a kind of no trainers affiliation. However all seem to go for that vaguely techno rave vibe, rather than some kind of acid house love in. And who likes Techno? I’ll tell you who, Europeans. And what, does Europe, if our trusted British press are to be believed, stand for? That’s right, extreme fascism(!!!) of some sort or other be it in the form of gas chambers or banana shape regulationing. Which is where the saintly Barnstormer comes in. With an unpromising sounding name, this unlikely savior of the impoverished bearded UAF thinking drinker harks back to a Germany before the rise of ugly and brutish fascism, a simpler time, of bi-planes, barons and huns. It was only in research for this academic study did I find that it has indeed set a new precedent of antifascist alcoholism. So BARNSTORMER, Zeppelin, and all whomsoever shall follow, we salute you, the good kind of salute!
D O N T M E N T I O N I T W A R M// OR BARNSTORMER’S PROGRESSIVE/REGRESSIVE TRADITIONALIST APPROACH TO WHITE CIDER MARKETING To me, and thus everyone probably, cider seems to have some sort of right wing leaning. As one staggers through at 7.59am, the isles reserved for folks with a more probable propensity open, honest, salt of the earth, heart on their sleeve kind of race hate, one’s imagination need be in no way addled to appreciate the rather fash-esq aesthetic and nom of these bevs. There are really so parts of parcel from which to take conspiratorial leap of logic from. Names for instance.. white storm, white hammer, white lightning, white strike, white ace, three hammers..these all would not look out of place on a bonehead's teeshirt. Sadly, as basic graphics packages have improved along the same chronology that mobile phone photograph technology for cataloging amusing things in newsagents has, there are few images resultant of old packaging for these ciders. Even Three Hammers has toned it down a bit. And only the kind of nut who disagrees that 911wasaninsidejob could fail to see through filth such as Blackout. Any old how, the rouge in the cider market was Frosty Jacks, a somewhat classier affair entirely, whose packaging took an all round more ravey approach. This has been followed in suit by the other ciders, sniveling little wet arsed sheep that they are, and though I don’t attend many “raves” any “more”, I know a raving bottle when I see one. And here are some! White Ace get at least half a point for trying, and diamond White have opted for a kind of no trainers affiliation. However all seem to go for that vaguely techno rave vibe, rather than some kind of acid house love in. And who likes Techno? I’ll tell you who, Europeans. And what, does Europe, if our trusted British press are to be believed, stand for? That’s right, extreme fascism(!!!) of some sort or other be it in the form of gas chambers or banana shape regulationing. Which is where the saintly Barnstormer comes in. With an unpromising sounding name, this unlikely savior of the impoverished bearded UAF thinking drinker harks back to a Germany before the rise of ugly and brutish fascism, a simpler time, of bi-planes, barons and huns. It was only in research for this academic study did I find that it has indeed set a new precedent of antifascist alcoholism. So BARNSTORMER, Zeppelin, and all whomsoever shall follow, we salute you, the good kind of salute!
Thursday, 24 November 2011
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