HOLL(i)Y
Name:
Holl(i)y
Position: Willing slave and
contributor of Stuff.
Date of birth: 21/12/83
Biggest Achievement: Watch
this space…
Secret weapons: Voodoo and
random useless Knowledge.
Bad habits: Telling
appalling jokes to anyone who can’t run away.
Quote: “The leap of faith
is this: you have to
believe, or at least pretend to believe until you really believe it,
that you have what it takes to face life head-on.” Marya Hornbacher.
Hero: I don’t really
have them.
I
would sell my soul for...
Mmmm, Juicy!
I wouldn’t be seen dead
wearing... a dress.
I’d do anything for Mmmm,
Juicy, but I won’t... do that.
When I die, promise you’ll
never look.... relieved at my funeral.
Hang the blessed DJ because…
we want to, because we want to.
If you were Bat man who would be your Robin? If I ever get roped into saving the world I think I’ll go it alone. Sidekicks just need rescuing all the time, and they make such SHIT jokes.
If you were Itchy who would be your Scratchy? David Dickenson. That is NOT a real tan, you TWAT!
Would you rather everyone could read your mind, or no one could understand you? No one could understand me.
If you could invent something what would it be? A robotic bass-playing arm.
Do
you believe in hell?
No.
Do you think you'll end up
there? Probably. I’m evil. Ask anyone.
If you could add a new word to the dictionary what would it be and what would it mean? The dictionary’s long enough already – it doesn’t need any encouragement. Plus someone really should put an index in.
Describe
yourself in 5 words:
No.
Favourite song: Insulin –
Billion Dollar Brain.
Favourite bands: Miss Black
America, The Dawn Parade, early MSP, Guns’n’Roses, The Smiths,
These Animal Men, Bowie, Billion Dollar Brain.
Favourite TV shows: Buffy
the Vampire Slayer, The Day Today, Have I Got News For You, Brass Eye.
Favourite films:
Bladerunner, Pump up the Volume, Boys Don’t Cry, Fight Club.
Favourite Books: Wasted –
Marya Hornbacher. We Can Build You – Philip K. Dick. The Fall –
Albert Camus. The Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat – Oliver Sacks.
Finally,
Would you rather eat a teaspoonful of your own shit, or a whole baby? A baby, duh – do you not READ the fanzine? Though not in one sitting: there’re several good meals in a baby.
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