Only that which is absent can be imagined

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Only imagination and belief can differentiate from the rest certain objects, certain people, and can create an atmosphere

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Because happiness alone is good for the body; whereas sorrow develops the strength of the mind

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Jonathan Chanutomo

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A r t  i s  n o t  a  t h i n g ,  i t  i s  a  w a y .

The most exclusive love for a person is always a love for something else

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Everything that seems imperishable tends to extinguishment

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Can you give me your solemn oath - as a foreigner?

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Albert Finney leads a glamour all-star cast in Sidney Lumet’s brilliant adaptation of Agatha Christie’s mystery classic; Murder On The Orient Express (1974).

It’s all luxury, glamour and gorgeous cinematography mixed with a touch of murder and set to a sumptuous Oscar nominated score by Richard Rodney Bennett. A brilliant homage to old fashioned Hollywood glamour that will be sure tickle your holiday spirit!  Steve Hayes

...my house contains every useless thing in the world. it lacks only the one essential, a piece of sky like this one...

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Maybe they just oughta leave it the way it is. Kind of a shrine to all the bullshit in the world

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"I thought we were building something where people could work and live and be safe!" Paul Newman berates William Holden in The Towering Inferno. The fate of these zombie malls isn't as dire as that of the Glass Tower, but the sentiment is apt. There's something desperately sad about zombie shopping malls: failed businesses, lost jobs; the collapse of a whole way of life.

Dan Bell's Dead Mall series on YouTube is a wondrous thing. He documents American shopping malls in their death throes - and sometimes (in the case of the vast Rolling Acres Mall) long after their demise - in this fascinating, funny, and deeply melancholic series. He's an engaging and informative guide, enhancing his tours with eerie and evocative "vaporwave" music.

Some of the malls Bell has featured have already been demolished. That's a shame in itself. "Maybe they just oughta leave it the way it is," Paul Newman says at the end of The Towering Inferno. "Kind of a shrine to all the bullshit in the world." You said it, chief.

The universe is true for us all and dissimilar to each of us

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His nature was really like a sheet of paper that has been folded so often in every direction that it is impossible to straighten it out

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Josh Rivers

Why I'm glad Josh Rivers got what he deserved

Until the news of his downfall broke, I hadn't heard of Josh Rivers. I stopped buying magazines like Gay Times - aimed at a privileged, white, gay elite - years ago. Not only did its content (empty consumerism and puff pieces for straight pop culture "icons") bear no relation to my life, but... the internet. (KAOS compared GT to The Tenth in 2015. Check it out.)

Not knowing much about Rivers didn't stop me from revelling in Schadenfreude. When I read his vile Tweets, I wasn't in the least bit surprised - not even that someone in his position had been caught with his pants down. The nasty, foul mouthed vitriol is exactly what I expect from Rivers and his sneering, entitled ilk: those cocktail-sipping, preening, jerks all too often held up as the gay archetype. Overlooked in Rivers' torrent of bile is an issue that's often overlooked in the LGBT community: class hatred, or, if you like, plain snobbery. Racism in the gay community is finally getting the attention it deserves. Now we need to look at classism.


Once, at work, apropos of nothing, a gay man called me a "fucking immigrant". I can hear Josh Rivers saying that, to the barman at his favourite haunt, the cashier at the Waitrose he shops at, or the guy working in the Tube station. Men like Rivers hate the working class. So it was depressing to see the likes of Topher Campbell defending Rivers on the BBC's Newsnight programme. Yes, black people in positions of power are held to a higher level of scrutiny than white people, but that doesn't mitigate the fact that Rivers did do exactly what he's been accused of. And claiming that he's been sacked, whilst the likes of Boris Johnson (another poisonous bigot) is still in a job is disingenuous. Campbell should be more concerned with the black gay men Rivers has let down, the ones who don't have Rivers' money and status.

Rivers' apology (if we can call it that) is self indulgent and self serving. Apparently, Rivers deserves a round of applause because he's "grown" (Rivers wrote these Tweets in his mid 20s, not his mid teens). In fact, what these unguarded tweets show is his real self, not the airbrushed politician he's presented in his role as LGBT spokesman.

Something ugly crawled out from beneath that veneer of superficial beauty, and Rivers takes his place in the company of fellow monsters: the Thiels and Yiannopoulos' of this world. He got found out.

Nakhane

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Here's the frighteningly talented Nakhane (Inxeba), live. The song is You Will Not Die, also the title of his forthcoming second album. Get it.


Inxeba is out now.
Brave Confusion is out now.
You Will Not Die is out in March.

An hour is not merely an hour; it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates

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Xan Griffin

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One of my favourite songs in 2017 was 16-year-old (!) Xan Griffin's thrilling Gemini. He doesn't disappoint with his latest, Sagittarius. Get it.



Sagittarius is out now.

The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain

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Karnage

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KAOS favourite Karnage is back. Watch - and listen.


Hoe Diaries is out now.

I was not unhappy, except one day at a time

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Fabian Secon

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London's Fabian Secon (one of Complex's 10 British R&B/Soul Artists To Watch In 2017) gets dark and sensual with the deadly Blood Kisses. You can't resist. Get it.


No Show is out now.

The fixity of a habit is generally in direct proportion to its absurdity

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Zaia

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"Lately I’ve been feeling under water, I’d rather lie to you than hurt myself. Don’t know why I’m feeling under water." 20-year-old Atlanta native Zaia is back with Insensitive. Get it.


Insensitive is out now.
 
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