Where Angels Fear
Aug 25, 2017 · 3 min read

Special Sandwich Delivery

It has been said that inside every cynic beats the broken heart of a romantic.

So, it will probably come as little surprise to learn that beneath this, carefully crafted, cyncical, curmudgeonly, world-weary persona lies a heart that is black and wizened.

Oh, okay then, if I must <sigh> …
… lies the wounded heart of a sensitive soul and …

Oh, ffs … I’ll never get the hang of this sappy, tree-hugging hippy crap.

It’s not my fault … I wasn’t born this way … I’ve just learned to be it thanks to the world in which I am obliged to live being a sick and twisted nightmare — so … when you stop and think about it … it’s your fault really.

I don’t know <sigh> … I was born such a nice, little boy — would apologise to stones when I accidentally kicked them, just in case they were alive and I’d hurt them/their feelings.

A few years here with the rest of you and now look at me — shooting you would be unsatisfactorally quick and no solution to my need for you to endure more suffering than I could inflict upon you in a lifetime, so, the most I can make of the situation is that your end should be such an atrocity that the World speaks of it in horror forever more and you serve as an object lesson pour courager les autres.

It’s not right, I tell you.

Anyway …

Where was I?

Oh, yes … I was trying to write some hippy dippy shit by way of fleshing out my persona here … revealing hidden depths … still waters … soulfulness, etcetera — you know … the kind of thing that makes you suspect that I’m probably amazing in bed … and me want to retch violently until I’m dry-heaving.

It’s no good though.

I just can’t do it.

I’m damaged goods … broken beyond repair … and no good at baring what little Life has left me of my soul.

So, instead, here’s a recipe for the kind of sandwich that will make you feel as sick as I do now — seriously … all this has made me feel sick to my stomach.

If you really can’t let it go … and leave me be about this … then listen to the track that lies between 26:49 and 32:44 below — it’s called ‘Special Sandwich Delivery’ … and says more than I’ll ever be able to.

There … happy now?

‘Double-Decker’ Sandwich Recipe

Serves 1–2 persons

For this sandwich you will need …

2x Bread, slice, toasted (lightly browned, but pliable)
1x Bread, slice, fried (for the centre of the sandwich)
1x Burger (beef)
1x Chicken breast
2x Sausage (pork)
4x Bacon (rasher)
8x Beef (strips)
2x Egg (fried)
1x Potato, large, sliced, fried
1x Onion, small, sliced, fried
2x Mushrooms, field, large, sliced, fried
4x Cheese, slice
1x Tomato, beef, sliced
16x Cucumber, slice
8x Lettuce, ice, gem, leaf
2x Gherkin, large, sliced

Relish/Sauce: barbecue, ketchup, mayonnaise, mustard, sour cream/crème fraîche, guacamole (to taste, but all of them for the ultimate experience).

Good luck getting your mouth around it though.

Vegetarians can substitute Quorn (or whatever) for the meat-based elements — it works just as well.

Oh …

Afterwards, you should listen to the whole of the album by the way — it’s really rather special.

[EDIT]

FFS!

In the time it took me to post this, the video has been removed from Youtube!

Fine … get it here instead — it’s legit … everything on Ektoplazm is.

You’re looking for track 7.

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Where Angels Fear

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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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