Also, I used to hate Duran Duran. Now I think they’re … meh. #BoneTemple

Bone Temple. Good. But my god, so much cock fuzz.

2 Muppets 1 Cup (Not r rated but it’s all fucking arbitrary, yeah)

When people bring their own pint glasses to pubs. I should think ‘cute.’ But I just think ‘twat.’

Nothing riles me quite as much as the English suburbs. Fuck. Hate ‘em. Hate ‘em.

I have lost my voice. I sound like RFK Jr. But like not a compete rambling total batshit cunt (in terms of content).

Top 10 fave drummers: Dennis Davis Nick Mason Loz Colbert Jimmy Chamberlain Dave Lombardo Ringo Starr Moe Tucker John Bonham Paul Motian Budgie

‘You start a festival Because it’s the only way you’re gonna get booked You dress like an asshole And your songs have got no hooks But your parents died rich Thank those lucky stars You’re scratching an itch That’s masquerading as art’ I’m done now.

Fuck, I was pissed off in 2025. I don’t really believe in NY resolutions, but I’m just gonna double down in 2026. On other news, I have this Jazzmaster with 3 gold foil pickups and a Bigsby, which is like the hottest thing this side of Mercury.

New Year fucking blows. Arbitrary bullshit. Still, enjoy 2026, friends. Love ya.

Best albums of the year for me: Heartworms - Glutton For Punishment Paz Lenchantin - Triste Both weird, vital and beautiful. Check em out if you like stuff that is really fucking good.

Anyway, tonight I’m writing a new one: “It was supposed to sound like Sonic Youth, but it just sounds like bats fucking.”

Trawling through the archives, and it appears that in 2014, during my stint writing film scores, I wrote a song called “Hans Zimmer’s Dick.”

Mandatory scheduled post: Why does nobody talk about how fucking good Fringe was? What a show.

Hello. I’m Jack. My horror is other people. Music? Both mandatory and loud. Anything from Slayer to Chopin to Suede.

9 years I’ve been in Australia. Almost to the day. It’s been a time.

Also, I don’t use social media much, but I feel it important to share that I’ve had ethically dubious sea shanty “What Do We Do With A Drunken Sailor” in my head for 72 hours and I think the only way to remove it is to drill my skull like Michael Ironside in Scanners. I’ll post before/after photos.

For better or worse, I owe a great deal of my aesthetic to Lou Reed. Here are what I reckon are his best non-Velvets albums: 1. Berlin - undisputed classic 2. Sally Can’t Dance - gloriously unhinged 3. Transformer - bangers 4. Coney Island Baby - dark and tender 5. Magic and Loss - gorgeous

I get home. ‘Hey dogs!’ Nothing. They are nowhere to be seen. I make a sandwich, and at the first chop of a bread knife, they appear like a Paranormal Activity jump scare, behind me. Like they’ve always been there. Cute face fully engaged. Wankers.

Black Friday? Piss off. Next year: Binding Friday. A blissful 24 hours, during which everyone simply shuts the fuck up. Less spam. Less impulse buying crap you don’t need. Zero small talk. Diarise it. Unrelated: Stranger Things was good.

To the woman who almost mowed me down on a zebra crossing in her piece of shit Golf Polo in Woollahra just now - fuck you. You are now a character in a forthcoming short story. And we all know how they end up.

I had the pleasure of hanging with Mani in the mid-2000s. He was often DJing at shows my band was playing at, and we would chat during soundchecks and all that dead time musicians endure on the gig circuit. He was a sweet, kind guy with a little twinkle in his eye. Always lovely. RIP mate.

Please read my nice posts in the voice of Ray Winstone from Sexy Beast - and my mean posts in the voice of Ben Kingsley from Sexy Beast.

We all know he’s a vile asshole. But when he said the “piggy” thing, look at his face - the whole mask dropped and that was his true self. It was like that Bilbo bit in Lord Of The Rings. You know the one I mean. Only Bilbo just had a little magic ring and not fucking nuclear codes. Also - nonce.

There’s always some twat on an e-bike.

Did I ever tell you about the time I invented nu-rave? Well. I did. I invented it.

If I ever meet you and you think I’m rude or withdrawn, it’s because I don’t really like people.

Age yourself with gaming

Giligan loves a cold open, doesn’t he?

Today’s notes: more blood, add pulsating walls, double-down on the cosmic horror, dial up the hell metaphors. #horrorsky

My 8 year old son. Try to get him into stuff that I thought was cool when I was a kid. Showed him the trailer for Flash Gordon (1980). His three-word reply: ‘That looks shit.’

Sorry for my virtual silence. I can confirm I am alive. I have just been doing stuff. Actual tangible stuff.

Dill is the best herb. Happy Halloween.

Nuns. No sense of humour. Happy Halloween everyone 🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

If you put your guitar through a Big Muff pedal, then an AC30 and then again through an amp sim in your DAW with the gain cranked and send it to an analog reverb, it will sound like it is breaking and going to blow your speakers and it will be glorious. You are welcome.

Death Of A Ladies’ Man is the best Leonard Cohen album. That’s my post. That’s all you’re getting from me right now.

I reckon 10% of blokes piss in a public urinal with their phone in one hand and their cock in the other. The Venn diagram of these guys vs guys who don’t wash their hands is basically one sad little circle. If you are one of these assholes, please unfollow me.

Old English slang term. ‘Melt’. As in, ‘Shut up, you melt.’ Anyone still use this? I’m bringing it back, via Sydney.

Having a bit of a creative renaissance at the moment. I’ll spam you all about it later.

It’s okay everyone. Double Jeopardy (Judd not gameshow) is on Showtime. This world is right again.

Why did I start watching that Netflix Ed Gein thing? I knew it’d be shit. Now I can’t look away. It’s like slowing down when you drive past a car crash.

Looks like I’m back on social media.

L'Homme à tête de chou era Gainsbourg but, like, goth and with Neil Young kind of fuzzy guitars and Linn drum machines with a fuck ton of reverb over everything. That’s my genre. Wish me luck.

Share a terrible movie that is indefensible but you love it and will defend it to the death 🎬 I have seen it more times than any movie apart from the original Candyman. Yet I have never seen it sober.

Just had a mad dream in which I was arguing with some dude about Tindersticks. He thought they were shit and I was like ‘listen to the fucking piano doubling with the bass guitar in Bathtime, you idiot.’

I’m watching Space Jam 2 (don’t ask). A) Is that Pennywise in the crowd? And B) did they just fucking kill Bugs Bunny????? 25% RT seems generous.

Okay, so I just watched Cuckoo. Late to the party (and not fashionably so). Movies don’t usually scare me, but this one? Petrifying. Also, Dan Stevens. #HorrorSky

Exciting news! My horror short story collection, Pills, is being re-released next year by the wonderful @veloxbooks.bsky.social #horrorsky

I’m enjoying that new documentary series Alien: Earth.

It’s been a while, friends. Apologies. Things have been…strange. Normal service (whatever that is) will resume in due course.