the sound of music

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i have on occassion known to be wrong, i know you might find that hard to believe but it does show that i am human and feel the same things as you mere mortals. again, apparently the specials are the hottest ticket in town, they are not as i said a bunch of fiftysomething geezers shuffling around the stage like trenchfoot victims. they are instead spritely fortysomethings with all the energy and zeal of an amphetamine convert. again, it just goes to show how wrong you can be.


i draw these conclusions based on what? and following a long train journey today this is the theory i came up with: watching musicians from my youth perform their greatest hits for oodles of cash irks me because it reminds me of my own mortality and how utterly short a time we have on the carpet that flows beneath us. because we only have a finite amount of time and space in which to coloour our canvas accordingly you must tirelessly strive for new experiences and watching the heroes of your youth whoring themselves in middle-age is counter to this untried and not b=very well thought through point of view. or something.


on the other side of the coin, alternative tv are playing in london this saturday (look to the stars for details) and i would have very much like to have been there. so once more my half-cocked theory falls to the ground.



but i would say that, wouldn't i?


this week: star trek, maybe. imax, maybe. star trek + imax= copmplete winner.


WE WILL NOT SHY AWAY FROM POP MUSIC.


wading through a ventilator.....the soft boys.
weekend condition (scotty coats & wes the mess mix).....free blood
do yourself a favor.....stevie wonder.
the northern song.....the superimposers.
aftermath (single version).....cowboys international.
that's the way god planned it.....billy preston.
what's up now, man?.....hockey.
angel baby.....rosie & the originals.
my favourite game.....the cardigans.
box of rain.....the grateful dead.
marcus garvey.....big youth.
the visitors.....abba.
roll, bus roll.....jeffrey lewis & the junkyard.
live from the opium den (david holmes main mix).....justin warfield.

if you are reading this early friday, i apologise for the brevity of this text. it's been a busy week and i haven't had a chance to write anything at all. i will pad it out over the weekend and make my salient point somewhat more coherent.


thanks for your patience and support. x


abandoned on a disused bomb-site by bernie connor. picked up, re-assembled and loved back to life by the weezler.