kc helped me knock out part of my big stack of zines last night and provided some impromptu counseling. thank god. feeling a lot better. my plate is still realllly full though lmao. at least i only have 3 envelopes left to stuff with zines. they’re gonna hate me at the post office this week, because i haven’t the slightest fucking clue if these have proper postage on ‘em. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

We are slowing down till after Christmas. And what better way to celebrate that than with one of the year's best releases - Fright Night.

Horror directors in the 1970s enjoyed expressing themselves through the language of exploitation, fast forward to the 1990s and beyond and a sea change was made towards a more cynical, cheap, production line designed to make as big a profit as possible, of course, there are many exceptions but the tone of the genre has shifted for the worse. The bridging 1980s where an anomaly, unlikely to ever…

BRUNSWICK MILL

24 /11/ '13

SCORCHED - EXTENDED JAM

AFTER 6 WEEKS OF TAKING LIFE TOO SERIOUSLY WE GOT BACK IN THE OL' MILL AND INTERRUPTED THE GOLDEN SILENCE FOR A FEW HALLOWED HOURS. BLUE'S VOCAL CHORDS WERE SCORCHED TOO AT THIS POINT BUT THE RUST IS SHAKING CLEAN NICELY.

19 /12 /2013:

For a long time I have been in limbo about what I want to do in life. I moved to Leeds six years ago for University, I wrote my dissertation on the Riot Grrrl movement, I graduated in Media & Marketing,and I have worked in retail ever since. I have never really been given the opportunity, or had the confidence in myself to be creative, and share my ideas. The past two years have been the best and the worst of my entire life. I lost two extremely close family members within a week, I moved home for a few months, I moved back, I had a job that I just wasn't passionate about, all mixed in with a bunch of other life-draining situations. 

The world sucked, I was confused, and I struggled to talk about any of my issues. But, they are ultimately the things that have gave me the strength to push forward, and come out of the other side in (pretty much) one piece. That's all because of my friends and family, and the one I fell in love with.  I finally feel like I'm back to my old self, and my god, it feels wonderful. 

Everyone has ups and downs, some worse than others, some indescribable, some understandable, but we're all here, and hopefully, you're all doing what you love to do, or on your way to making it happen in some way or another. This is the exact point of starting this blog. I have great friends around me that put their everything into what they do, whether it be graphic design, photography, music, illustration, anything... they have sleepless nights, they have bad days, they have people telling them they suck, they have good days, they have extremely good days, they get a chance, they get that recognition and they are given hope that they can continue doing what they love on a full-time basis..

There are a lot of ideas in my head, and for the past week, I have barely thought about anything else, apart from making sure I had the best time with my friends at The Wonder Years' shows. I have spoke to a bunch of people I would never have known if it wasn't for opening my mind, having my pride and confidence back and saying "hey".  You'd be surprised at how many people out there want to support others. Within the next couple of months there will be a range of stuff on here that hopefully people will like, even those who may not necessarily be into the same things as me, but want to support the most creative of minds. 

It's all about self belief, and having belief in others. More people should tell others they looked nice that day, or that they really liked their set, or that their drawing is cool. 

I want to dedicate the first post to my friend katiemcmillan for getting hyped up with me, for not telling me that this idea is a waste of time and effort, for agreeing to be my right hand woman, and for just being awesome in general. 

If you've made it to the bottom of this post by reading, thanks.

Ashleigh. x