It's been a while and may be a while again as work have put a new firewall in to stop the miscreants abusing the system, hence it may be sometime before I infiltrate again. But here for now are a couple of things I meant to post and never gotta round to. And I haven't even mentioned the gorgeous Jo&Toms visit from Australia and our now mutual ( Read more... )

Today I did something that I've never done since arriving in London back in 1989. I bought a monthly travel card. 16 years of weekly cards or less. Maybe it was the maverick in me, subconsciously not wishing to be tied down. Life on the edge indeed ( Read more... )

For anyone whose interested Fez
MusicOMH, an on-line publication that I occasionally write for, and were kind enough to offer me the new trashcans album. You can also find various idiot son things in there as well. Cheers.

So I leave the safety of chez Daisy, ostensibly to watch our friend Jenny and her band, the Deptford Beach Babes, at the Albert, a pub down the road (also a pub I've never been in, in my time south of the river ( Read more... )

Is it sacrilegious of me to admit that I enjoyed the Futureheads (who were supporting) far more than I did the Pixies? I guess their records didn't mean as much to me as some. Either that or I really should be giving up the evil mosh. Beer, sweat and bruises! It's just all so undignified. It's not as if I don't get enough of it on the Northern Line ( Read more... )

Spend 3 days in Oilsville with Tom Aitkenhead working on guitars for the album. By the end of it I have cavernous indents in my fingertips and a rheumatic wrist, the guitar sounds lovely (despite my ham-fisted playing) but she will never be tamed that one. Suffering for ones art ( Read more... )

So being awake at 3am this morning (as you do), I found myself playing a CD acquired at the weekend. It consisted of 14 tracks from a band with the worst name in the world EVER, and I can say this because from 1980 until 1985 or thereabouts I was the song-writer. Yes, really, that long ago. At the time we could have been contenders being courted by ( Read more... )

Finding the washing machine backed-up with eggy sludge one time too often, took it upon myself to dismantle the u-bend and assorted gubbins that lead from the sink to various out pipes. Managed to cover myself in bleach and boiling water at various points in time during the operation, saved only by the marrigolds (although hot rubber adhering to ( Read more... )

Way back when, at the album launch for Lummox at the spitz, I made some compilations for the show. Afterwards I gave one of these to my work colleague as an 'education'. He's brought it in today and listening back, I was HOT when making this (modesty not withstanding), where as usually I run out of steam/inspiration halfway through. So for your ( Read more... )

So there goes another weekend of which I saw very little. Having now worked for 35 days consecutively since July 3rd, I thought I'd work out an average weekly. Weighing in at a grand total of 57 hours, I do believe I may have exceeded the odd european directive. Quality of life? I've lost 4 pounds and the sideburns have gone white(r ( Read more... )