I wasn’t going to post anything about Michael Jackson’s sudden death, because there’s saturation coverage on all media as it is. But he’s one of the huge cultural pegs on which I hang my own life history. I can’t not.
Instead of yet more tiresome prose, here are two videos by way of memorial.
The first is [...]

The news is full of misery. Everywhere you turn, there’s financial carnage, actual carnage and general heart-tugging woe. It’s enough to make you crawl back in bed and set your alarm clock for 2020. (That’s the year 2020, not 8.20pm. No, I don’t know why 2020 either. Don’t question me.)
But you don’t come to Postculturist [...]

Last night, I watched a jawdropping piece of theatre.
This being the 21st century, it was of course an American high school production beamed live over the internet, co-devised with the high priestess of aceness (and school alumna), Amanda Palmer.
The students, Amanda Palmer and drama teacher Steven Bogart used the magnificent Neutral Milk Hotel album In [...]