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"Ultra fast fashion could be taxed to oblivion in France. Could Australia follow suit?"
#FastFashion #Textiles #Clothes

Ultra fast fashion could be taxed to oblivion in France. Could Australia follow suit?
Ultra-fast fashion comes with a host of environmental problems. Australia’s response to the deluge of cheap low quality clothes hasn’t led to change.

"NoMeansNo - From Obscurity to Oblivion: An Oral History" by Jason Lamb.
Guess what music I have been listening to mostly over the last week?
An entertaining #goodread about the explicit characters that were in and around NoMeansNo and the influence they had on some many people. A DYI project all the way.
Oh, and I decided to buy a NoMeansNo T-shirt, better late tha…

Chime Oblivion - “Kiss Her or Be Her” (2025)
This album has a cool modern-retro sound. The singer’s voice on this track (H.L. Nelly from Naked Lights and FKA Smiley) reminds me of the LA band French Vanilla, and the guitars sound like some of my favorite late 80’s indie bands (e.g. Live Skull).
This is a John Dwyer project (from The Osees), so not surprised I love it. Also features David Barbarossa on drums (Adam & The Ants, Bow Wow Wow, Fine Young Cannibals).
Good st…

🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on KEXP's #VarietyMix
Dry Cleaning:
🎵 Oblivion
#DryCleaning
https://open.spotify.com/track/02HD6cY24Q6YQoefbwtWsl

Sonnet 122 - CXXII
Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
Full charactered with lasting memory,
Which shall above that idle rank remain,
Beyond all date, even to eternity:
Or, at the least, so long as brain and heart
Have faculty by nature to subsist;
Till each to razed oblivion yield his part
Of thee, thy record never can be missed.
That poor retention could not so much hold,
Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score;
Ther…

Sonnet 122 - CXXII
Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
Full charactered with lasting memory,
Which shall above that idle rank remain,
Beyond all date, even to eternity:
Or, at the least, so long as brain and heart
Have faculty by nature to subsist;
Till each to razed oblivion yield his part
Of thee, thy record never can be missed.
That poor retention could not so much hold,
Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score;
Ther…