There is nothing new under the sun. Uncovered Issue 1 of BLAST magazine, 1914.
Have been discussing rants with Dean the past few days. This is a magazine full of ranting, a manifesto of ranting.
“Curse abysmal inexcusable middle-class… Blast their weeping whiskers”
Ah-ha, I think to myself, I think I have found the source of Mark E. Smith‘s lyrical inspiration.
This is just so great: