Between thought and expression, lies a lifetime. Well, for some mebbe. Not our Julian:
"We're post-Edisonian. It's really the sound of inchoate stumbling. You're creating in this massive rush and trying to excavate some kind of sense from that chaos. And that's the way I work all the time. Barf it out in chaos, and then orchestrate the chaos - that's how it's always worked for me". CE 2009
Unlike David Bowie, Julian doesn't need ideas. He simply needs one monolithic mo-foing obsession. Herein, the great unmentionable evil at the center of our culture: desert god monotheism.
Julian's schtick has and always will be a balancing act between right idiot and rite cool bastard. Therein lies greatness. Only thusly do we get savant lines such as "let there be instant karma / on every battery farmer' and "if you're a friend of Jesus, stay the hell away from me".
We also get right on rockin' out monging in droning on genius.
Oddi wrth y brawd