Interior, Reclamation Mine 24601 (look down)…

Friday, Marsers! It’s the 15th page on the 15th day. And Damien Kessler is hell-bent on getting outta the waste mines. Who wouldn’t be?

If you haven’t seen it yet, head to our FaceBook page for a glimpse of the Chris Borer-sculpted Trayn Vexx. Fantastic. If you supported our KickStarter, chances are one of these will be coming your way in the next few months.

I’m going to self-indulge for a minute and give you a short album review this week.

The Next Day. So I’ve been listening a lot to the new David Bowie album. What does it mean when you say “classic Bowie”? It’s almost meaningless – like saying “classic Peter Gabriel”. They’re such diverse artists with incredibly long careers, patriarchs whose musical identities get blurred over decades of music. But I can’t think of a better way to describe The Next Day. There are so many songs, like ‘Valentine’s Day’ or ‘You Feel So Lonely You Could Die’, that harken back to the early 1970s. There’s the shiny slick production values, but there’s also some very stripped-down, low-fi here. Combined with a surprisingly earnest sense of rock ‘n roll. This is an honest album.  And I think it’s awesome. Bowie is 66 and he’s released some of his best stuff in years this week.

‘Where Are We Now?’