On Super Death
Frances B. Homer Frances B. Homer

On Super Death

Whether it be plunderphonics, glitchcore or digital hardcore, they all have this similar affect on me. It's like a sonic storm of electricity and perverse nostalgia, a reflection of the chaos and turmoil of our single use plastics and screen-captured degradation.

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On Julia Jacklin
Frances B. Homer Frances B. Homer

On Julia Jacklin

These days, I’ll readily acknowledge that I’m getting old - Nothing quite like some bird watching soundtracked by Ryuichi Sakamoto. With the bird of temporality on my shoulder, I seek out the what the kids are subjected to, I do this through the state-sanctioned youth culture buzzer Triple J.

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On 208l Containers
Frances B. Homer Frances B. Homer

On 208l Containers

I know you feel this: the pistols, skase, milli vanilli, fuckin’ cryptocurrencies - the swindles never end!

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