Friday, April 24, 2015

Johnny, Johnny, Johnny

Love the warm up. Also, very fond of the Nazi brownshirt dancing girl.

Class, man, class.

I miss old school punk so much. Going to watch some Buzzcocks footage now.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Ever Expanding Rather than Moving Forward: The Narrative Experiment of The Charnel House

Thoughts on the unique approach to narrative structure taken by Owl Cave Games in their follow up to (and expansion of) Sepulchre, their new release called The Charnel House Trilogy:

Ever Expanding Rather than Moving Forward: The Narrative Experiment of The Charnel House

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Saturday, April 18, 2015

As soon as José Arcadio closed the bedroom door the sound of a pistol shot echoed through the house. A trickle of blood came out under the door, crossed the living room, went out into the street, continued on in a straight line across the uneven terraces, went down steps and climbed over curbs, passed along the Street of the Turks, turned a corner to the right and another to the left, made a right angle at the Buendía house, went in under the closed door, crossed through the parlor, hugging the walls so as not to stain the rugs, went on to the other living room, made a wide curve to avoid the dining-room table, went along the porch with the begonias, and passed without being seen under Amaranta's chair as she gave an arithmetic lesson to Aureliano José, and went through the pantry and came out in the kitchen, where Úrsula was getting ready to crack thirty-six eggs to make bread.

Friday, April 17, 2015