
It’s been a while since I posted one of these. Seemed kinda appropriate, though, if compounding the risk of making this an all-stoner, all-hippie Sunday.
CRYPTIQUE – Time is a space, not a place.
Mick Farren has personal observations on the horror, the horror.
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6 comments:
The content was usually absolute shit, but the cover illustrations for that genre of lurid paperbacks were terrific. It's a whole sub-catagory of American art that the mainstream has forgotten and/or dismissed.
I think it's resurfacing. So many people love the lurid.
Not YOUR cigarette burning away in the ashtray I trust Mr Farren.
Not mine, Miss Ratched. I haven't had a cigarette in a couple of months.
But I think that's one of them there "special" cigarettes, Mick...
No, my friend. I smoke a pipe.
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