Jumping up and down on the bed to Armitage Shanks, paraplegic football in the dark and the process of being poked in the eye from the inside. Perhaps what Seth Brundle called the “poetry of the steakâ€. Though I’m not sure if that alludes to the same thing at all.
People with X-ray vision and those who simply have plasmatic information beamed directly into their pineal body during the vernal equinox. Sympathetic neurosurgeons with GSOH and serious-minded barbers may also apply.
Staple-diet of rock‘n’roll piped into me via some sort of remote intravenous drip - smattering of other genres administered as occasional suppository. My musical tastes have nothing to do with me (Ask my doctor).
Repo Man, (Penelope Spheeris')Suburbia, Buba Ho Tep, Tourneur's 'Night of the Demon', Lynch, Cronenberg, Rumblefish, Noi Albinoi, Kiss Me Deadly, Death Race 2000, Wim Wenders, Jim Jarmusch, Frankenstein (original), Various Hammer productions, They Live, Dario Argento, Kurosawa, Kaurismaki, Harmony Korine, Romper Stomper, Lars von Trier, whatisface, thingmybob, The Day the Earth Caught Fire, Santa Sangre, Driller Killer, the Wizard of Oz, Night of the Living Dead, Dawn of the Dead, Return of the Living Dead, Evil Dead, the Living Dead of the Manchester Morgue...
Substitute remote-control with high-calibre revolver and it's all good.
(Scanning the shelves)Phillip K. Dick, John Fante, H.P. Lovecraft, Borges, Flannery O'Connor, Phillip K. Dick, Burroughs, Bukowski (yes BURROUGHS BUKOWSKI, I said it, I'm one of those), Billy Childish, Stewart Home, Myra Mortlock, Calvino, Chandler, Hamilton Baily's Physical Signs in Clinical Surgery, Phillip K. Dick, Plath, Kafka, Camus, Phillip K. Dick....
Oh, and some hacker called 'Raul' apparently... X