
My granddad took that photo. I’m not sure where and when, but
My granddad took that photo. I’m not sure where and when, but
And the Lord smiled upon the scene, and he sayeth unto the masses,
Change is a bastard. Nothing leaves us feeling more naked and vulnerable (other than being naked) than having our little snowball shaken up. Whether the end result is good, bad, planned, unexpected, […]
(Note: Period correct dialogue ahead. You’ve been warned.) New Year’s Eve, 1979. Time to move into the Eighties; time to live a Killing Joke song. This was the first turn of a […]