Dead By Dawn on 3rd December 1994
by The Institute of Fatuous Research
(from Alien Underground 0.1, 1995)
Dead By Dawn is a baptism by fire happening on the first saturday of every month, organised in conjunction with elaborate astrological cycles. It is an open secret, an anonymous pool of power accessible to guileless travellers of multitudinous potentiality. A new rougher and tender realm and yet another sucker on the beautifful arms of that octopus of desire called the INVISIBLE COLLEGE.
Dead By Dawn is an all-night feast of fire consumption; a self-sustaining palace of pleasure. [Read more →]
From Alien Underground 0.0, London 1994
A thread runs through the recent constitutional debate initiated by Prince Charles — the thread of faith. By proposing himself as the Defender of Faith, the wanna-be king hopes to resolve the prospect of being debarred from the throne for being married to a Roman Catholic. Princess Diana has held back from declaring her allegiance to Rome, although it is public knowledge that she is ‘under instruction’ — a technical term describing a brain-washing technique that would-be converts to Rome are obliged to undergo.
Diana’s restraint has forced Charles to fight against the constitutional restrictions against Roman Catholics — under threat of losing the throne. [Read more →]
The British elections ended with the predictable result: Labour had significant losses, the Tories significant gains although not as many as they had expected. The LibDems on the other hand – who had thought they could cash in on a media-generated “Cleggstasy” failed to turn this phantom into reality. In the end they however managed to make a deal with the Tories and are now in a coalition government with them. [Read more →]
LDMG: The function of the Legal Defense and Monitoring Group is to provide protection for demonstrators from police harassment. It came out of the Trafalgar Square Defendant’s Campaign and Poll Tax Prisoners Support Groupings who got together after the Poll Tax Riots and the idea came up of defending crowds against the cops fitting people up. [Read more →]
In Peckham a new city has been born. An arched bank of metal on struts covering a shallow stretched flight of steps for gospel singers and pissheads to air themselves on holds off the sky, turns it into barometric colour readings via floodlights, broken. An all slabs and no benches piazza; then the twin homes of the new heartland. Peckham Pulse, a sport and fitness centre and on the other side, the Library and Information Centre.
Libraries in South London are gothic barns with shambolic towers and crumbling steps dished out by Victorian philanthropists like Carnegie and Tate, working class men made good, making good. The new Peckham library is different, this minute’s last word in civic architecture [Read more →]