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""Colonic Irrigation for the Brain.""
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27 years old
United Kingdom
Last Login:7/11/2008
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| General | The usual. Except, y'know... in a totally unique sort of way. | | Music | So... here's the thing. My list of bands really is very, very, VERY important and impressive and blah blah blah, but you'll just have to manipulate those neuronic zapperoids of yours and try to imagine it. This is because a) I feel like a wanker listing a load of names that nobody will bother to read, and b) it's so much more cool and mysterious not to specify. Y'see? Huh? Aren't you wishing you did the same? Aren't you sitting there imagining all the unique little-known european electro-skank-grind trios that I, only I, have heard of? Aren't you spaffing your gender-specific fluids over the unknown possibilities of what might form the creative backbone of my musical slekshun? Of course you are! And so I cause you pain! And so I pity you! Bwa-ha-ha! Having said all of that, just to burst my own bubble, my metaphorical list comprises a whole bunch of good, stuck-in-its-ways, deeply-unfashionable guitarish stuff that starts with the Smashing Pumpkins, rambles via Jimmy Eat World, meanders past King Crimson, and ends with Tool, which will one day embarrass my kids and earn me the contempt of my more eclectic peers. Ah, snobbery... When did music become the tribal warpaint by which we define ourselves anyway? | | Movies | In no particular order: Leon. Twelve Monkeys. Shaun of the Dead. Brazil. Fargo. Grosse Point Blank. Delicatessen. Dark Crystal. Dig!. Fight Club. Royal Tenenbaums. Once Upon a Time In the West. A Fistful of Dynamite. Donnie Darko. Anything with Sergio Leone, Luc Besson or Terry Gilliam on the front is A-okay with me. | | Television | Deadwood. Anything that isn't Deadwood is simply not worth watching. However: if the TV absolutely has to be on, make sure it's tuned to one of the following: Spaced, The Day Today, Brass Eye, Family Guy, The Mighty Boosh, Big Train or Futurama. Anything else is just evil soul-sucking megablandishment. | | Books | Scepticism Inc. by Bo Fowler. One of the silliest, most brilliantly original reads ever. What else? Oh, loads of stuff... Anything by Palahniuk, Vonnegut, Thompson.
Moondust by Andrew Smith is an amazing book, as are the "Kovacs" novels by Richard Morgan and anything by Paul Auster.
And Alan Moore, of course, of course, of course. | | Heroes | Bill Hicks. Billy Corgan. Gandhi. That Dog out of Homeward Bound. Notice that none of them are writers. If your heroes have already walked the path you're on, all you'll ever do is try and match their stride.
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| Status: | In a Relationship | | Here for: | Networking, Friends | | Orientation: | Straight | | Zodiac Sign: | Taurus | | Occupation: | Writer |
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About me:
Check out the New Shiny Website:
WWW.SIMONSPURRIER.CO.UK.
Aaaand, while I've got you, don't miss THE SPURSPHERE BLOG.
Okay... I'm a writer of novels, a writer of comics, and writer of anything else I can persuade someone to pay me for.
It turns out - why did nobody tell me sooner? - that you really CAN earn a living doing stuff you've always done for fun anyway. This either means the world is a far lovelier place than I thought, or my hobbies are so freakin' weird they're everyone else's idea of Work. Either way; I sit on my arse, I hit keys on a keyboard, I sell the result. This is my idea of heaven.
I recently signed a contract with
Hodder Headline to write a pair of novels - fucked-up crime weirdness - which, after being born, is probably the best thing that ever happened to me. I still haven't come down from Toxic Smog Cloud 9.1 yet, and live in terror of Something Going Wrong At The Last Minute. But, by-and-large, in a non-complacent sort of way, I concede that Things Are Going Pretty Well For Me. Never thought I'd say that.
Elsewhere I've written four work-for-hire novels, a whole heap of comics published via 2000AD, DC and Marvel, and am not nearly as geeky as my CV would suggest. I have, for example, been known to leave my computer for sometimes minutes at a time.
I live in London, sleep in the gutter, and exist in a sub-normal metadimension of pure intolerance.
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Who I'd like to meet:
Douglas Adams. Hendrix. Gandhi. Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec. Bill Hicks. Oscar Wilde. Edvard Munch. Maynard James Keenan. The usual.
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