North Of Purgatory is a piece I wrote for The Quietus, which is a smart if impoverished site set up by John Doran. It’s about being in a coma. It’s all basically true: in September 2007 I dropped out of a high window and fucked my life up forever. I was in a drug induced coma for months and then spent a long time trying to walk again, learning to eat, piss and shit again from scratch. Not something I’d recommend. The worst part of it has to have been the bizarre hallucinations and near-waking dreams that I was lost in most of the time.