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Harlot on Holy Hill/ The Witch That Could Not Be Burned

Harlot on Holy Hill/ The Witch That Could Not Be Burned

Blackbird and Crow
Song of the Week 02/12/19
Blazing like the pyres of the not so distant past, this week’s Scum Gentry Radio Song of the Week is a firebrand feminist anthem from heavy folk-rock duo Blackbird and Crow. With vocals that growl with righteous fury and chunky hard rock guitars, this one won’t just warm your winter cockles, it’ll set fire to your toes ...
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Comer / To Eat

Comer / To Eat

Short Fiction
Scott J. Moses
Ezekiel stared over the stillness of the Mexican desert, gun smoke and smelted-iron thick on the cool air. He pressed himself against the dilapidated boards of the shanty and looked to his uncle, who crouched, revolver drawn, peaking around the edge of the weathered shack.
“It’s over,” Smiley said, turning to him. “Your first gunfight, I remem—” he stopped when he saw Ezekiel’s revolver sheathed at his side and placed a gloved hand on his shoulder.
“Have to carry your weight, boy. You owe me.”
Ezekiel brushed his uncle’s hand away.
“It ain’t like you said. This ain’t right.”
Smiley Sheardon chuckled, slipping bullets from the slots on his belt into his revolver.
“Well, if ...
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The Neo-liberal Poet: An Essay

The Neo-liberal Poet: An Essay

Commentary
Kevin Higgins
I will start with a definition: neo-liberalism has nothing to do with being in favour of gay marriage, or abortion rights, or against castrating black boys for saying hello to white girls. It doesn’t care either way about any of that: what colour you are, who (or how) you screw, whether (or not) you’re a member of the Aryan Nation, and it absolutely could not give a shit about where you stand on the male-female spectrum. For neo-liberalism, it is always and only about the money. A true neo-liberal sees every situation as a potential financial transaction and would as happily flog child-sized white hoods to junior Klansmen at a cross burning in Cedar Town, Georgia as ...
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We, the Scum Gentry

We, the Scum Gentry

Poetry
Lickspittle Scumsquirter
We, the Scum Gentry
with our imaginary top hats and canes
and our supercilious sneers
as we swagger down
imaginary cobble-stoned streets,
spitting on the rich
who line the sidewalks
in dumb-struck awe.
.
Resplendent in our morning coats with tails a-flutter
and knee-high boots
good for stomping heads in the gutter
.
Oh, but a display of pomp and circumstance
designed merely to mislead,
for here in reality we are,
scurrilously scampering
between words on a page
and images on a screen,
pictures on a wall
and sounds in the air ...
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Save Your Soul – The Southern Fold

Save Your Soul – The Southern Fold

Save Your Soul
The Southern Fold
Song of the Week 24/11/19
A deep-fried serving of southern-gothic soul comes courtesy of Kilkenny alt-blues rocker The Southern Fold. Taken from their new album “Bible Fear”—soaked in smooth, plaintive harmonies and finger-lickin’ electrified country-blues picking—”Save Your Soul” is this week’s Scum Gentry Radio Song of the Week… ...
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Dear Darkness

Dear Darkness

Poetry
Rory Dwayne
Dear Darkness,
.
The sun has fallen, were you a part of this?
Darkness owns my soul I can’t part with this,
Shadow of mind, night was the start of this.
.
Moonlight shines through the attic windows,
Mist arises with lone leaves falling while the wind blows.
Darkness advances across the open landscape,
You can see her running.
The World spins,
People fall asleep when they see her coming.
Darkness, I’m not heartless, I can feel it drumming.
.
I am truly blind in your infinity.
Darkness lets me dream while the Sun does limit me.
A soul corrupt,
Darkness is winning me.
Am I just a product of her industry?
Dark matter giving me energy,
...
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Waitress Please! I’ll Have the Bit-chop!

Waitress Please! I’ll Have the Bit-chop!

Flash Fiction
Jim Meirose
Hey nearly tripped up tripped down tripped over but bu b—got back on’em okay. Much the wiser. After talking it down over with my waitress we got outta’ ‘dere again. So; talkdown over much more productive than talk down all over. All over; from head to toe front to back inside to outside every cubic anything. As; all over; no more been there done that good bye take care be good watch out best of everything everhing eveing evng eg.; just as said Eh, ‘Horse”.
Waitress! Waitress!
I’ll have the Bit-chop! Bit-chop Bit-chop Eh “Horse” Bit-chop time to Bit-chop get Bit-chop up morning has broken.
Puck.
Puck.
Puck.
Broken. Has morning up Bit-chop get Bit-chop to ...
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How New Music Scenes are Created from the Ruins of the Past

How New Music Scenes are Created from the Ruins of the Past

Culture
Pádraic Grant
The story of popular music in the 21st century has been that of technological impact. As the internet snaked its way into homes across the globe, it made the past accessible by liberating information from physical constraints. Music was the artform most susceptible to this change, having already made the monumental leap from live performance to recorded sound one hundred years in the past. The first revolution meant performance no longer had to be subject to the unconscious whims of performer, audience or environment, but could be crystallised in the grooves of a record for as long as the medium held out against deterioration. By the turn of the century, music could be transferred and stored across ...
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