Titivil

Chapter 8: "I went to the Louse not long after the Stepan Gleboff assassinations to catch Titivil, a megabang quartet I’d been hearing good things about and whose fortunes were inarguably on the rise."

"To add to the auspicious signs, Titivil were playing the Louse on the night of a supermoon that oversaw the city like a giant searchlight, its beam plating everything in a silvery foil."

"Titivil’s followers enjoyed dressing up as corpses: white pancake makeup, sunken eyes, their threads coated in talc to resemble a layer of cemetery dirt or crematorium ash, torn and trailing strips of occasionally bloodied, soiled bandage or occasionally a body-bag mock up."

Chapter 36: "Orpheus Square was less than 15 minutes’ walk from Deer Park and Stanhope Gate. As I walked east on Howe Street, keeping my head down, avoiding eye contact and trying not to dwell on how badly I smelt, I passed a construction site fenced in behind plywood sheets on which, as was customary, an overlayering of bill stickers for events and gigs had been pasted. It was the usual cheery, brightly coloured, eye-catching assemblage of palimpsested advertisements for gigs past and forthcoming:

FIRST WAVE 
THE AHISTORICAL HAIRCUTS 
THE STENKA RAISINS 
FERFITCHKIN 
TITIVIL 
FRIAR BACON’S BRAZEN HEAD WITH MOTHER SHIPTON 
PONZI, SHEPARD & KANIZA 
COYOTE TRICKSTER 
DRY GOODS 
THE DUMB WAITERS 
DURANGO 95 
THE EASTERLINGS"
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