The Curse of 7

This is something I contributed to No Ripcord pertaining to my critical cowardice in relation to the number 7. This is part of a month-long celebration of the magazine’s tenth anniversary. To celebrate we are posting constant features going into the site, critical neurosis, and the last ten years of independent music and film. That’s how we party. Click on the picture below to be magically whisked away.

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ABOUT THE WRITER
George Booker is writing this about himself in the third person. He was considering second person, maybe making this the "Bright Lights, Big City" of bios. He was looking into casting Micheal J. Fox in the forthcoming film adaptation, as the disabled actor would likely portray him with ample charm, sympathy, and fifty-something boyish handsomeness. Recently, however, Booker has realized that only Anne Hathaway or Chiwetel Ejiofor could really capture his essence. Late 20s, Norfolk raised music writer. Former DJ and production head for WVFS Tallahassee, former staff clerk at defunct Norfolk music stores DJ's and Relative Theory. Current Film Editor and Contributor to No Ripcord Magazine, contributed blurbs to Link and Port Folio Magazine.
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