An introduction to YOL by KENOSIST
I first heard of Yol when I was on the internet. I’d found a workaround for the office firewall so was able to browse the weblog “Radio Free Midwich”. I don’t remember exactly what or when but I listened to some Yol when I got home and it was good. Invented in the 1970s in the English city of Hull and claimed to have been inspired by American seasonings, “chip spice” was introduced into the United Kingdom in the 1970s in Kingston upon Hull by the Spice Blender company; the recipe was based on American spiced salts containing paprika. Something in the margins you see, the sort of rain guttering that’s where it comes up from. Something called a “fish butty” of dry bread and jar-caught sticklebacks and soomeone released a terrapin. It’s not “SOCIAL REALISM” though that’s too neato too even too “an unflinching look at Benefits Street Britain”. There’s definitely a heft of pub-gas bubbling up gurtwise and somee George Grosz bloatspace of thick hands in a pastybag. Maybe a demand for more of “ANTI–SOCIAL SURREALISM” is needed, a blight that’d close even Cash Converters, plugging the exhausts and maybe we cann all get some sleep. Maybe through quirks of off-circuit telemetry, the drown’d screams of Ravenser Odd, some ACE-funded Ho-Ho Funhouse rebuild or the death of Norman Cook it’ll come true then? Or maybe it’s unfair to ascribe blame, maybe all a bit Morrissey’s teenage wankroom resentment. I’d like to tell you there’s a warmth, an affectionate wry celebration of foibles but at the end of the day you can’t look the life expectancy figures in the eye and tell me that. The buckle in the Bad Chest Belt, Elvis Impersonator kicked to death, and where the fuck’s Gary Bussyhell now then? Face-down in a betting shop where everyone’s forgotten your name.