I like dressing up. I like drinking wine. I enjoy loneliness. I like romance. I like being in control. I like being submissive. I like reading poetry aloud. I like absinth. I like parisian prostitutes from the early 1900s, true ladies. I like tattoos. I'd like Nick Cave to sing to me as I bled to death. I like making up stories. I like to lie, it makes life more interesting. I LOVE The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster. I kill people and sell the bodies. I'm in a band, but then who isnt?
No-one really knows how Betty Curse pounced into the world, or from whence she crept, but the legends are legion. Some say shes some venom-pretty monster cloned by mad scientists from the spittle of Siouxie Sioux, the tears of Christina Ricci and the shotgun brain mulch of Dead from Mayhem.
darlings,
i shall be disgracing your screens on monday.
i am being interviewed on the bbc breakfast show.
7:50am
criminal time i know, but im sure you can tune in whilst youre eating your breakfast or smoking your morning cigarette.
it'll be fun. you'll get to see me stutter and look foolish.
Betty xxx