James S Murphy
@jameslatrmurphy.bsky.social
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London Irishman in Nottingham. Podcasts: the Last Exit Show, Pex Lives, Pop Could Never Save Us, We Learned More From a Three Minute Record.
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Who has one thumb, a dose of energy and cognition draining flu, and a house to pack? This guy!
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Chubby Checker's Singles
C'mon, Baby Let's Do the Twist
Let's Twist Again!
Twist (For Peace in South East Asia)
Funky Twistin' (Live - Next Door to the Apollo)
(Baby) You Can Twist at the Discoteque
The Twist Rap (w/ the Fat Boys)
Please Twist?
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What's fun about this picture is if you look past Simmons' automatic in-character posing, you can see total disinterest bordering on contempt.
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New Bob Vylan single is one where you know instantly that they couldn't clear the sample that the song was built around. Without the "la-la-la"s from the Daria soundtrack, we're left without the load bearing element.
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This time next year, people will be unable to authenticate this as a real picture. History may end up marking this as created by an anhedonic 42 year old in Barcelona and a data center in Mansfield, Georgia using enough water to serve 50,000 people.
Tupac and KISS. Its real.
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Found this old cake my wife made in 2014 of little Theatre of Blood. What a delicious Vincent Price forcefeeding a critic his beloved dogs.
A Tiny Icing Vincent Prince feeding a critic his beloved dogs from Theatre of Blood.
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Thanks, you're right on time.
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Birthday books. Playing the Tossers. Drinking good coffee. Getting it together.
Etymologicon Mark Forsyth. The Celts Alice Roberts. Hamilton Chernow.
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Psychobilly Vegas
Tipperary cottage kitchen
Island Hemingway bathroom toilet
G-Funk Monticello bedroom
Corleone Office
New Orleans Voodoo living room
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The place we're moving into not only has much cheaper rent, the landlord also won't decorate or repair anything. So I'm going to, very gradually, decorate where I live to my tastes for the first time ever. Turns out, on checking in with myself, I want a kind of series of themed rooms. They include:
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Last night double bill had some unintentional reflections. The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938) and They Live (1988) both get to discuss class struggle by externalising the aristocracy to invaders. The Normans and the aliens can be defeated because they're other. There's a status quo to return to.
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Waiting for the surprise twist ending for all the adults smiling in the carriage.
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It's really drawn out the homoeroticism beautifully.
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Tiny LP purge for the move. Have managed to discard five. Niomie and I were both sad to concede that we'll never play this very nice man's very dull music again.
Pete Seegers Greatest Hits
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'Surrey Street Market, Croydon' (2018) by Matt Bannister
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Enough of this Tetris shit. Time for an impractical and unenforcable agreement on all book widths.
A moving box thats awkwardly crammed with books in a way to make Euclid weep.
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Feel sorry for yourself, sure. Bemoan. Bother your friends because you need an ‘attaboy’ like the good soldier you are. But for Christ’s sake, keep moving. Keep doing. It's hard to kill a verb. You’re exhausted. I know. Every day has a new hell to navigate right now, but you've made it this far.
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There’s a little satisfaction in overcoming self-pity. When your weakening spine is whining for a lunchtime lager and you boil the kettle for another strong coffee, you're exercising your power over what's trying to push you down.

Your do-to list is massive, but grab something and tick it off.
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Alright. That's all I need to say in public. If any of Kaleb's family or partners see this and I can do anything, please let me know. I'm deeply sorry for your loss and, while I don't feel like it's my place to actively intrude, I'd love to help you with anything at all that I can. God bless.
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I can't believe you're dead. It's unreal. I'm sorry for the ill I did. I forgive any harm you did to me. The good far outweighs the bad. On both sides, I hope. I wish you'd had all of it easier. I wish you felt more of the pride and acclaim your talents deserved. I'm glad Norm liked your writing.
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We know those things, all of us, but we don't feel them. Not enough to make their consistent action the work of our lives, so I'll say words to my old friend he won't get to hear. I suppose that's what a therapist would suggest.
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Life is so unfair and so short. I suppose the rhythm of this vomit coming to an end demands I close my thoughts with something that might be meaningful. An honest lesson. But it's all stuff we all know so well it's banal. All we have is this moment. Look after people you love. Create. Improve.
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There's no fucking future where he sees the flowers he'll get. There's not going to be a day when we're on the same continent and share a beer and a laugh and talk about the ways Rick Rubin deliberately misrepresented Johnny Cash. I'm proud to be here for my friends these days.