The music of the machine age. Repetition, transcendence, and the cathedral of the club.
2 works
A crime caper (of sorts)
Noah Blue · 46 min read
I have a problem. Allow me to elucidate. A certain someone, let’s call him Mr Two Fucks, has been sabotaging my work, clumsily and without guile, it is true, nevertheless sabotage is sabotage.
To state the obvious
Noah Blue · 13 min read
I am alone, unless you count the dog as company. A whole day with nothing to do stretches out in front of me. I make a cup of coffee and read over the story I wrote the night before. It’s about a man who lives alone with his dog; a whole day with nothing to do stretches out in front of him.
