PENN & THROPIST PRESENT

‘Wine Dark, Sea Blue’ Launch Party

In bookmark, miss penn, miss thropist, pcp news on May 10, 2013 at 1:35 am

Wine Dark, Sea Blue

 Wine Dark, Sea Blue Launch Party: aka our very own Miss Barista’s book launch!

 “It was easy enough most days not to be happy, sometimes you didn’t even need to try. But this time I would do it for her. No drugging, clubbing, drinking, laughing. No happiness. For her, to honour all those years she couldn’t be happy. To remember that I could turn it on again at any time, that I knew how to get all the things that would make me feel alive again.”

 York, May 1 2013.

Wine Dark, Sea Blue,  A.L. Michael’s debut novel will be released of Friday, May 10th at London Landmark Dirty Dicks in Liverpool Street. The Launch will be preceded by a reception at the University of East Anglia’s London Centre at 5 pm, with guest speakers. The Launch party at Dirty Dicks Pub will open at 7 pm. The night will include performances from Northern Irish writer Louise Davidson, Stairwell Books’ Rose Drew, a collaborative installation by poet Joe McBride and sound artist Victoria Karlsson, and excellent music from The Elisa Jeffery Collective.

Arts graduate of a recession generation, Ellie Kazakis has a lot of problems. But finding an actual job is the least of them. There’s the complications surrounding her grandmother’s death, the secrets she seems to be keeping for everyone around her, and her own addiction to One Night Friendships- the only time she feels alive is when she knows she doesn’t have to see those strangers ever again. Wine Dark, Sea Blue is about being what people need you to be, and what happens when all those obligations start to blur. Do you keep the secrets, or do you break?

Wine Dark, Sea Blue is compelling and charming- a warm hearted and honest portrait of a young Londoner battling grief, casual drug addiction, minimum wage jobs and her crazy, sprawling Greek family.

Copies of the book will be available at the reception and party and will also available via the Stairwell Books web site. Orders taken before the launch will be free of portage.

No Good Excuse

In good vibrations, miss thropist on May 10, 2013 at 1:33 am

Nobody is impressed with how good your excuses are

Well hello peeps! I know we haven’t updated in a while (sheesh, since November? Really?!) but, uh, we’ve had good reason. You see we all got eaten by a bear and had to claw our way out of its stomach, and it took significantly longer than you’d think. True story, bro.

Now, ok, that may be stretching the meaning of the word ‘true’ to far beyond its somewhat elastic limits, but I figure it’s as plausible an excuse as any. In reality we’ve been off and away because…reasons.

And anyway, the truth never helped anyone! Wouldn’t you rather have a fun story instead? We know we would. It’s kind of our thing.

And back we are at any rate! And to celebrate I’ve cobbled together a very relevant playlist. Here are ten songs which at their core are full of utterly bullshit excuses, almost as terrible as any tale we could be bothered to come up with in order to handwave our extended absence. Enjoy!

Stevie Wonder – ‘I Just Called to Say I Love You’

This song is unashamedly cloying, and in no way indicative of Stevie’s genuine general awesomeness. Additionally, it hinges on a clear lie. If anyone has ever actually used the line “I just called to say I love you” I am completely and utterly certain that what they actually meant was either “I need a favour” (whether it’s along the lines of “can you carry something heavy for me” or “give me a kidney” makes no material difference) or “I’m high as a fucking kite!”. Anything of this sort is quite definitely not to be trusted.

Comeback Kids

In bookmark, miss penn, tv kicks on May 10, 2013 at 1:32 am

rocky

It’s been awhile. I’m not going to excuse our six-month absence from the world of pop culture snarkery – I’ll leave all that to Miss Thropist.

The point is, we’re back, a return inspired by a very special occasion for one of our most playful Playmates. In the midst of the thrilling lives we’ve been living, we’d forgotten just how much we enjoyed frolicking in our little corner of the interwebs. But while Miss Barista is celebrating her launch with champagne and tote bags (which we will also be partaking of tonight, thank you very much), we’ve decided to mark our relaunch with a fresh look and a couple of our trademark lists of ‘tings. (We do love our lists. And our ‘tings.) Keep it simple, keep it true. Clear eyes, full hearts. Etc.

I’ve got a very good feeling about PCP’s revival and am confident that we’re going to be even better and bigger and badder (like, in a good way) than ever. I have no basis for this assumption, but hey, if you don’t  have a positive outlook, then you’ve already lost.

Then again, coming back does not necessarily a comeback make… let’s take a look at a few things I’ve loved and lost and possibly not quite gotten back again.

Joey Tribbiani

joey

There was a time when Friends was the only TV show I’d ever seen every episode of. Those hairstyles and shenanigans ushered me to a few years shy of the age the Friends were meant to be in the pilot. Although it was definitely past its sell-by date by the time the final episode aired, I felt a sense of loss once it was all over. For ages afterward, anything that happened to me or someone I knew seemed to have happened first in Friends. I was naturally sceptical of the proposed spin-off but still managed to be completely blown away by its sheer terribleness. While Friends celebrated friendship, Joey celebrated stupidity.

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