the sound of music

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this much i don't know............ut!

as i write, the toaster has blown up.

when i was 14 i loved 10cc. and the who. odd choices.

click, clack. click, click, click. clack. click clack.

i have on ocassions relaxed in the safety of my own delusions.

after years of analysis by people only marginally more intelligent than myself it has been decided in a rather arbitrary way that 'i saw her standing there' by the beatles IS the best track one, side one ever. think about it.


i'm not quite me dad but technology has me on the ropes at times. the last seven days have been a challenge, to be honest. it freaks the living shit out of me when things don't work, being me there's only so many things i can do. once i get past the overwhelming desire to curl up into a ball and cry, my next port of call is to break whatever it is that isn't doing what it should be. in the case of my computer, it's an expensive piece of digital hardware that people other than meself rely on, so that's out of the question.


the birds feeding at my living room window are becoming some of my best friends. we have a robin this week. previously there were just tits. this does not make me st. francis of assisi.

last week when i was in london i discovered that trafalgar square has two fountains. can you believe that? i have no idea where the other one came from.

i truly believe that ritchie manic is alive and well and living in australia. i also believe ritchie manic is dead and not living at all.


if we are all going to hell in a hand-cart i wanna be hanging off the front as it begins its descent.

i once for a fleeting momeny thought 'cars' by gary numan was a 'boss tune'. i soon realised the error of my ways and reverted to my 'numan is evil' stance where i remain to this day. thank god.

i can see for miles. and miles. and miles. and miles.

if sir david charnock rushes to my rescue he shall be dubbed the king of the internet by her majesty the queen.

don't forget to leave comments, they prove invaluable when i need my ego massaging.



this week: how can a man take such hard times and live.

WE WILL NOT SHY AWAY FROM POP MUSIC.

rock 'n' roll/nightclubbing.....the human league.
1517.....the whitest boy alive.
i'm gonna make you mine.....the shadows of knight.
cheating and lying.....the silvertones.
frankenstein.....brain donor.
007, a fantasy bond theme.....barry adamson.
sho' nuff (got a good thing).....jj jackson.
action packed.....ronnie dee.
midnight rabbit.....golden bug.
take your soul.....the sahara all-stars of jos.
pandora's golden heebie-jeebies.....the association.
walked all night.....charlie booker.
septeber gurls.....big star.
electric bird.....georges vert.
low spark of high-heel boys.....traffic.


torn up into confetti sized pices and cast to the wind by bernie connor, hurriedly picked up and re-assembled with all the love, due care and attention of a new parent by the weezle. vootie!