Money, Girls & Guns (That’s Three Titles)
Along with quite a few other people, but rather more peacefully than some, Ed McBain, king of the police procedural novel, died last Thursday, after selling nigh on 100 million books in his lifetime....
View ArticleFootball Season Is Over
“No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You...
View ArticleYou’re gonna need a bigger boat
So, farewell then, Peter Benchley. You assured that generations of us can never, ever swim in the sea without a nervous tremor in our stomachs, turning to pant-shitting terror if we so much as brush up...
View Article“I don’t know nothing about the chicken, I’m a mole”
Other sites, quicker and more verbose than STML, have already noted the sad demise of Ivor Cutler, poet of the Scottish sitting room. STML has little to add bar personal reminiscence (John Peel, sadly...
View ArticleNo more getting up in the morning; slaving for bread, sir
Ah, goddamn it. Only the good die young. Well, at 64. We don’t usually spill over into music here, but we’re damn well going to make an exception for this one. Desmond Dekker has died [Also]. A couple...
View ArticleJack the Stripper: Paul did it
While we are semi-officially still on our annual August hiatus (try saying that with a mouthful of candy floss), we did appreciate a happy confluence of interests in Saturday’s Grauniad: Chris Petit’s...
View ArticleNot dead, only sleeping
And in honour of that get-out-of-jail-free headline, we’d like to present our favourite headstone in one of our favourite and most literary cemetaries, the Cimetière du Montparnasse in Paris: [Stolen,...
View ArticleEwige Blumenkraft
One of my complete, all-time, supergenii God-like heroes died yesterday. One of the few writers who succeeded in pulling my mind out through my posterior, kicked it around the room, and stuffed it back...
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