Chloe "KLO-E" Maveal

If you aren’t subscribed to the @2000ad.bsky.social Judge Dredd Megazine, let this be my selfish nudge for you to to so before this months issue drops next week!

The kids are obsessed with the 90s this is a prime time for a trip hop revival. Make music melancholic, introspective, and erotic again goddamnit.

AI art and all these reading and writing apps and automated things are basically a digital Pol Pot regime, making sure that knowledge and intellect and creativity and new voices — the things that spread curiosity better than anything else — are regarded as nuisances to be taken care of. Fuck. FUCK.

i bet this shit sounds magical if you're fucking stupid

Some days I wake up in such a good mood and feeling inspired and motivated and I go “my god! I have it together! It finally happened! Im a morning person!”

And then god laughs at my cockiness and I pour milk into my bowl of fruit instead of my mug of tea.

Text saying "You've read your last free article."

Jacked action hero with goon in headlock, in raspy yet firm voice:

That was his simmering grumpy years after being a little shit in Big Black for long enough. One of the best producers, period. (I’m partial to the jangly stuff too though, I admit)

It surely is! God that’s a great shirt.

Did I buy tickets to see The Wedding Present the day after returning from a wankfest of the 90s uk creative scene?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaaah.

It’s giving “mental patient excited to reenter public sphere”

Huffy train doodle turned scheduling reminder. Convenient!

musician Gary Numan, born March 8, 1958, aged 68

actor Gary Oldman, born March 21, 1958, aged 67

Happy Gary Retrograde everyone!

The next two weeks are the only two weeks out of the year when Gary Numan is older than Gary Oldman

Well this was just a ridiculous good time and I really enjoyed making @graemem.bsky.social and @arthurwyatt.bsky.social try to succinctly explain what “baggy” means to @chrisnorthrop.bsky.social.

Thanks for being big chatty dorks, guys ❤️

Bear with me: a new gambling app but it’s for teens in wearing heels for the first time for cosplay and trying to get on an escalator.

Just a few hours now! Come watch us chat shit about Blur and Atomic Babies

No clue what it was but I’ve not had coffee yet so I immediately jump to “any show watched at full volume in public without headphones is dogshit by default”

Watching a tv show at full volume without headphones on the train is fucking BONKERS.

Gonna try really hard not to just talk about Wired World for 45 minutes but I make no promises.

Tomorrow is the only day I’ll be at ECCC, but if you happen to run into me and want a physical copy of any of the Trash Humpers or Gutter Reviews, you know I keep them thangs on me.

Otherwise come listen to me host a panel about the legacy and understated influence of Deadline at 5:15 in room 346!

“until it just kind of stops”
2026, ink and charcoal

“Im not repeating myself again”
2026, charcoal and pastel on paper

Movies just won’t let me have anything nice I swear to god.

There’s two kinds of people the freaks and the freaks and one set of freaks was me watching Pillion thinking “CHASTITY IN FILM LETS GOOOOO” when Skarsgard has a key around his neck & the other is the middle aged gaggle of moms tittering over the key being to a day collar.

So in other words it doesn’t matter if it’s objectively good or not, it’s 100% for me.

Following up a rewatch of “Go” with one I haven’t seen somehow— Human Traffic”, which has been sold to me as “what if Gregg Araki watched Trainspotting and then got got lost in a Wetherspoons toilet for twenty years”

For the record, the women’s hockey team has won more times consecutively than the men’s in the history of the Winter Olympics. And they get to party with Flavor Flav while you bounce on a wretched diaper-clad cudgel that smells like a Diet Coke soda stream.

Like yall boot lick this shitlord and give into the misogyny like a dog waiting for a biscuit but it’s TOTALLY APPLE PIE for you to froth at the mouth because, basically, yer fascist Daddy told you he’s proud of you because he loves your cock? Yikes.

Thinking once again about how as a lifelong hockey fan nothing killed my love of the sport quite like seeing the us men’s hockey team get wet for Kash Patel dogging on the -also winning- women’s team in the men’s locker room.

“‘How Are You Doing Today’ is a gambling man’s conversation starter”
2026, charcoal and wax crayon on paper.

An exercise in being comfortably messy in more ways than one!