“Sometimes I see how the brave new world arrives,

And I see how it thrives in the ashes of our lives,

Oh yes, man is a fool - and he thinks he'll be okay,

Dragging on, feet of clay

Never knowing he's astray

Keeps on going anyway”

So sang ABBA in their festive hit, 'Happy New Year'. How different things might have been had they owned a SAD lamp.

We're rounding out the year with a sombre reflection on some of the interviews that didn't make the cut for our last clip show in the summer. We appreciate you, we cherish you, and we wish you a better 2025 than your 2024. Or at least some kind of plateau. Or minimal decline.

Should old acquaintance be forgot? fuckoff@firecrotchandnormcore.com

We'll take a cup of kindness, yet: https://www.patreon.com/THEYLIKETOWATCH

And there's a hand, my trusty friend: Annabel Port.

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Close the Door on '24, Thrive in '25!