Tag: cyborgs
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All That’s Left [Failed Novel Experiment] ch1: The Rain
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No New Colony
JUST in time for my solar return (June 6, send well wishes, blessings & presents!), I release to you, friend, a luscious new episode for your listening enjoyment, in which I continue to live up to my calling card slogan: SCIFI MAGIC SMUT SURVIVOR MEMOIR. Chapters 0:00 – Orientation2:46 – NO NEW COLONY7:00 – UNDER…
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Real Work You Deserve
When you wake up in the afternoon cause you couldn’t get up any earlier cause your whole body stiff and saturated with toxin exposure and mucous and rash and film and grime and you’re pushing it on the last of your meds and you hate dealing with the supplier and you know there’s gotta be…
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Ghost in the Shell and Body Crisis
My 2015 visit on episode 04 of illustrator/essayist/critic/badass Annie Mok‘s Lights Go Down movie discussion podcast. Sci-fi writer M Téllez of Metropolarity Collective (who is also my housemate) joins me to talk about a movie they’re an expert in, the 1995 Mamoru Oshii anime of Masamune Shiro’s manga, Ghost in the Shell. Music is from…
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Hotbloods
Hotbloods by All That’s Left Channel 7-70 had Hotblood Saturdays every weekend of the month. They billed it as a double feature of independent erotic films, but Channel 7-70 (not actually a television channel but a full-service “anytime” subscription media-stream) was owned by Amaripa Group, and “erotic” was their re-purposed word for “explicitly pornographic.” It…
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Cyborg apocalypse
CYBORG APOCALYPSE and how to be somebody! Global warming is for real, yo. Government here just means corporate pool party anymore. Everything is bankrupt, shut down, or trying to “protect the shareholders’ interests” by locking up shop to anyone not making at least $30,000 a year. Philanthropy is over. Capitalism’s gotten old. Education — college degree holdin…
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Try A Little Tenderness
Try A Little Tenderness by All That’s Left Late afternoon and the air was crisp for once. Cool on the extremities. The weather was in between seasons, in between muggy days and brisk nights. Kay took a step outside, leaving the always musty hallway of her building to survey the uneven streets of the neighborhood.…
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Ghost Town
“I like you.” “What?” “I like you.” “That’s sweet of you to say, Suli. What are you getting at?” “Just that.” Suli had a sing-song way of saying things that got right on Braga’s nerves sometimes. The malicious adolescent smile. The playful eyes. The laughing. But Suli was a violent, trigger-happy asshole. It used to…