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  MARCH 2005   

Thought for the Month (decade if necessary): 

BRING BACK COUNTERCULTURE

1 Mar 2005 Tues MGCK Music    Whatever happened to.....  hitch-hiking? and the open road?

http://www.bruceeisner.com/new_culture/current_affairs/  Very cool, very interesting and VERY telling website devoted to discussions and literature about 'hey, whatever happened to the counterculture?'  It became the consumer culture.  Read on.  Lots of breaks on the page, but keep scrolling down.. there's mucho interesting stuff there.  Actually, too much. Too much to read and take in.  You'd need three heads and several brains.  Maybe they'll work that out in a lab somewherever, some day soon.

* The web is full of significant messages.  Sometimes you get lucky and just stumble across them. [photo courtesy of google images.. really sorry if it belongs to someone specifically.. it's being used to highlight a point, not make a profit.]

This month: FULL MOON CLUB @ Bannermans, Thurs 3 Mar, Last Great Wilderness (acoustic set: is that like a fish without a bicycle?) @ Caledonian Backpackers Sat 5th March, Pirhana Poetry Open Mic, 7 March, Holyrood Tavern (where, hopefully, I will read my poem about a woman's lot:  'An Orgasm's Just Another Buzz') and Sans Trauma w/Last Great Wilderness Thurs 10 March, Chambers St Cellar Bar.  I've been looking for tickets for the Barrowlands Mars Volta gig, but until lately it's been unconfirmed.   

2 Mar 2005 Wed MGCK Music    Can you say 'effluvients'? or 'shit outta luck'?

<- alot of people think the world looks like this, but really, it looks like this ->

THERE'S NO FUTURE.. So BUY NOW!: This morning, while watching BBC or ITV 24-hour news, I got the kind of stomach turning information mix that is so much a part of our daily life.  The message: 'the world's fucked!' followed by the next message 'buy more things!'  The 'special' segment of the news was devoted to Global Warming.. you know.. the current buzz phrase that everyone uses but never thinks about.  On this occasion, they had a scientist, whose specialty is the North Sea /English Channel, speaking about the 2 degree increase in water temperatures shifting eco-systems north that require colder water (i.e. plankton, sand eels, other fish and micro-organisms) and thus, robbing other eco-systems that depend on these same eco-systems (sea birds, other fish, etc etc) of anything to eat.  Combine this with over-fishing of ALL kinds of fish and sea creatures and you arrive at a 'dead' sea syndrome creating a 'dead' coastline syndrome. 

My partner walked out in the middle of this announcement, too sick to watch more.  I sat through it, in a kind of mute anguish that I am part of the problem (I buy things, I use things, I throw things away - I flush TOILETS for CHRISTSAKE!!!) and this is happening everywhere, every day and as the man said, even if governments and individuals and everybody started actually DOING something about it, the general inertia as it hasn't been addressed and has reached this LEVEL of severity means it would be almost impossible to reverse.  This was followed by the Business News update, where a cheery smiling dumb blonde fuck-headed woman who thinks she's sharp and smart and cool and on 'top' of things because she reads the FT and has a degree in some Earth-burning hogwash, was chatting with another presenter about how people apparently aren't buying enough 'luxury items' and thus companies like Boots and a load of others are down in their premium to shareholders for the quarter on last year, etc etc ad nauseum, give me a sick bag, or maybe, 'George honey.. just drop the bomb now.'

Everything about our culture is ridiculous and indefensible: The juxtaposition of these two programs; the first with stern faced individuals telling me "it's all fucked", segueing into a smiling 'upbeat' program lionizing the big business 'fuckers'.  Please bring back counterculture and bring it back now.  A site worthy of a visit and support is: http://www.adbusters.org and 

Be an 'Antipreneur' - anti-corporate - self-motivated activist: http://adbusters.org/metas/politico/antipreneur/

 Give 'em the finger!: The above news items were followed by a news blast about students in schools throughout England becoming 'behaviourally' unstable and CHALLENGING their teachers.  With a culture that delivers constant mixed messages like, 'there's no future.. so buy now!'  I'd be a confused angry young man / woman with no respect for my elders (anyone over 18 with a credit card) who are gobbling the planet wholesale.  These kids don't even know what they're confused and angry about.. but they've got just cause.  [photo courtesy of mike jericho  http://mikejericho.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_mikejericho_archive.html]

Or, does this man have the right idea?

Wanting to "continue the good name" of his gun, Lt. Gen. Mikhail Kalashnikov is now marketing a vodka under the AK-47's brand. The promoters say that it is "best drunk with friends."

Today: Miller in the studio with Laurence.  The tone of the album is reflective of all I've said above.. even the album title will contain the message.

Finally.. wrote a review of the Z28's 'Wrecks From The Highway' CD.

3 Mar 2005 Thurs MGCK Music    Full Moon Club at Bannermans

Who's playing: .. Electra... ALTRES... ISIS... CHLOROPHORM HOOKERS and THE G (with Norman Lamont on bass) Norman is also doing an electric set of his own.. loops with Cynthia  (his pet synthesizer), Andy Mad Dog MacFarlane and probably more.  Electra at around 8:30.. ISIS around 10 and ALTRES around 11pm..  

4 Mar 2005 Fri MGCK Music    Last night was one of those rare things.

  You come away feeling it was a great night and I want to thank everyone who came down and all those people who surprised me by showing up: The wonderful Bonnie (DJ Hope Eternal), Lindsay and Jolene from LeithFM, Stewart and Tatiana also from LeithFM and TV who filmed it.  Andy Garibaldi (Mr Dead Earnest) and a bus-load of people who came down from Dundee to support ISIS and ALTRES who I have met before at the FUll Moon Compilation CD Launch night.  Great to meet Steve from student radio 'FreshAirFM', who will be playing some of my music on his show from 5-7 this Saturday (87.7FM).  Also in passing met Bob from 'Idlewild' who was out at the bar with Laurence and Jim.  Also, the lovely 'Nicki', who we chummed down the road to the Bongo Club later.  The best surprise was seeing Alice and Neil from Alleschwindel.  I admire their art: their musicianship, their MUSIC, and, of course, their stagecraft.  Spoke with her for a while after the gig.  Compliments from Alice were received with much surprise and great enjoyment.

After my set Andy Garibaldi showed me the publicity and poster layouts for the 'B in the Bar' festival he's putting together up in Dundee on 7 May.  I will be a 'special guest' at that event.  I don't suppose I could be any other kind.

Now to the rest of the night:  ALTRES from Dundee, led by guitarist Brian Hutton, played an absolutely mind-blowing and storming instrumental set that could have easily gone on for another hour. It got wilder and heavier and yet the unit got 'tighter' as it went along.  The crowd loved it.  They were followed by The G (dot co dot uk) really, his site is www.theg.co.uk, and Norman Lamont supporting him on bass... The G does burst of energy songs and some rampant guitar work.  I can tell he's a bit of a perfectionist (something about the mic sound (feedback probably) bothered him for the first few numbers), but he comfortably hit his stride after that.  I bought the CD and will give it a listen.  The Decibelles came up and gave us tight, pretty acapella harmonies.  Norman Lamont took solo to the stage with some moody pieces created with his favourite appliance, the lovingly named 'Cynthia Roland'.  {Every machine has a soul.}  He created a very dramatic atmosphere which, at first, seemed out of place for the Underworld at Bannermans... then he played a version of 'Hungry Ghosts' and in this soundscape it all fit.................. Following Norman was the much vaunted and awaited ISIS.  Zara is the songwriter/guitarist, Cath (also of Hennisi) on drums and bass-player also from Hennisi.  (Forgive me not knowing your name, but I do know your face!)  ISIS played hot little 3-minute numbers that could easily become unforgettable.  Great hooks, wounded emotions and a powerhouse voice that sails out of that girl like a pure force.  The crowd loved them................  They were followed by Andy 'Mad Dog' MacFarlane and 'Wench Babe' from Nicotene Fingers working through some new tunes together, followed by (have I got the order wrong here?) all I know is that some of the best was saved for last and that was a band called CHLOROPHORM HOOKERS, the drummer from Z28's with a bass player and guitarist/frontman whose names I never learned.  They came on, pissed off that their slot had been moved from an hour and a half earlier to an hour and a half later, but whether the front-man guitarist knew it or not.. his pissed off REALLY fuckin' angry young man FUCK YOU vibe kind of added to the whole event.  The guy had A-LOTTA charisma (can I get your phone number?) and they were one of my favourite parts of the night.  The music raged through a kind of punky nu-metal with numerous stinging scorpion-tail swipes up and down the fret-board, in and out of grooves.  It was, at moments, pure metal-punk and then would switch to incomparably heavy aural assaults on the floor now covered with dancers and reelers and feelers.  They refilled what had been a bar on it's way to closing and ended the evening with a winning note.  In other words, they did good. 

So.. yes.. another Full Moon.  After a week or so where I felt everything was a landslide coming down, the universe was kind last night.  Sorry there are no photos, but after I left the stage Jim was caught up in a lengthy discussion regarding the state of said universe and beer with Laurence and Bob out at the bar, and he IS our staff photographer.  Mal (the wonderful sound engineer!) should have some photos of the night later. [And he does! All photos courtesy of Malcolm McLean, our illustrious soundman and talented photo-op guy]

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Out for a drink with Rosie Bell this evening.  Rosie is Fritz' partner in the Full Moon Club and Compilation CD and also a wonderful smoky-cabaret-after-midnight songwriter/performer.   Both of us being 'furreners' from 'new-ish' nations, we were trying to figure out just what it is about Edinburgh (and Scotland in general) that is so compelling.  Something about the 'depth'.  I walked home from the Filmhouse Bar down Kings Stables Road, the Grassmarket, through the Cowgate, up onto the Royal Mile down to Holyrood, past the new Parliament and the Palace, and up to the top of Easter Road and then home to Leith.  The cityscapes, townscapes...  all that I passed by was filled with so many messages in the stone.  History history history... but probably the most important message of the night, we both agreed, as beautiful as this town is, 'we need a bigger venue.'

Newsflash: Well done and a pat on the back to our boys in Iraq who almost killed the freed Italian Journalist hostage.  The odds on her own coalition protectors actually killing her after she was freed were really tight, but they gave it their best shot.  no pun intended.

6 Mar 2005 Sun MGCK Music    It makes you wonder

Last night was a kind of 'perfect' night for me.  Went out to see one band (Last Great Wilderness at Cal Backpackers - beautiful semi-acoustic set, i.e. no drummer (don't get me wrong.. I love their normal full power ON set, but this was different and great in a different way), had a couple of drinks, drove back down to Leith to BOdO's.. the 'Svedish' bar.  A coupla drinks, went home and watched Crystal Palace hold Man U in the Premiership.  Yes.. I'm becoming addicted to football.  It was a perfect night.  Today is a perfect day.  I don't have to do anything at all....

8 Mar 2005 Tues MGCK Music    LAST NIGHT PIRHANA Poetry Open Mic - a bit like a 

meeting of the Bolsheviks.. circa 1917.. in other words.. POLITICALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!

Last night, popped my poetical cherry @ Gaz Death's Pirhana Poetry Open Mic at the Holyrood Tavern.  I've done lots of things, but never read my poetry aloud. Trembling, I took to the stage and let the crowd choose: something socio-political, eco-political or sexo-political.  Not much of a choice really, since it's ALL political, but, unsurprisingly, they grabbed first at the SEX one.. so I read, 'An Orgasm's Just Another Buzz', and received a pleasantly curious round of applause and, surprisingly, was asked to read another so I gave them, 'CRISIS'.. my social political treatise.  The other poets were very entertaining, Chris The Regular who did his poems on smoking (how hard it is to stop) and suicide (how hard it is to succeed) (which I countered with my last poem on the beauty of death called 'Back to That Star'), Damo who gave us a poem about how funky his night at the club which ended up as his night in the cells was and Fritz also popped his poetical cherry with a first time spoken rendition of his song, 'Fuck And Run'.  Gaz Death read out a just-that-day-conceived piece about 'FEAR' (which I need to hear again) and ' Special Guest Jenny Lindsay' gave us some some of the best poetry of the night about, unfortunately, unloving love and call centres.. 'your boyfriend beats you black and blue then tells you he loves you' (whether it's a physical fact or just the psycho battering so many women experience.. it's still a drag) and  "tick tock tick tock, while your life drains away, with a headset on, selling some poor bastard something he doesn't want, another dickhead is telling you you're CV looks fine" kinda thing.  I can't capture the perfection of her ode to the tragedy of today; the new Victorian Satanic mills: offices and call centres.. the catch-alls for no-hopers, slow-hopers and other directionless folk.  Once upon a time if you were a kid from nowhere you went to work in a factory.  Things are different in the 21st century. (Gaz put photos on his website http://earwigmusic93-1996.moonfruit.com/ If you want to see/hear Jenny Lindsay she also does the BIG WORD poetry nights at The Tron. 

The great thing about these events, they make you think.  You canNOT escape it.  Another point of view is thrust into your cognizance and it just makes.. you.. think... and the poems are NEVER about how cool our society might be, but how completely assed-backwards and fucked up the whole shit-house really is.  Living on this beautiful planet, how did we get it so wrong? 

9 Mar 2005 Wed MGCK Music    I knew it.    

For months I've been trying to find Ian Jones (my ex-songwriting partner in DEAD EASY, blood-brother, person I fell out with regularly and all around special dude in my life). I've sent people to his flat in Leicester.  I've called, sent emails, written letters with SAE's enclosed, done everything short of go there myself.  I've thought of him every day over the last few months and really been stepping up my efforts to 'find' him, for no particular reason, it just seemed important (also he co-wrote 'Kitty Kitty' which is on the Full Moon Compilation CD, so really, I needed his signature!).  This morning, I received a letter from his mother.  Apparently, he's been in and out of the hospital for different things over these last few months and now has acute pneumonia.  She was afraid he wouldn't make it through the weekend.  I am a bit bereft and uncertain how to proceed.  Do I go down there or just keep sending him the 'energy' that apparently has been seeking him out so spookily throughout this bad time for him?  Anyway...  the message for me in all this: trust your instincts and inner messenger.

Thursday night: 

11 Mar 2005 Fri MGCK Music    Plans change

First.  Great gigs last night at the Cellar Bar Chambers street.  Sans Trauma further distinguish themselves from the pack with each gig.  They get better and better and it's a, dare-I-say-it, moody, 'happy' sound.. for a band that can be heavy as hell when they want...there's a sensitivity and a beauty in the music combined with trippy early psychaedelic flowing vibes.. maybe that's the happy thing.  Flower children joining hands w/ tempered metal.  I can't describe it properly.. but it's fucking good.  And that KEYBOARD SOUND.. to die for.  The guys look good too.  They've definitely got their own thing goin' on.  I need to hear more music.  Would like to review it for the Listening To page (they had a very good live gig write up in current LIST).   Last Great Wilderness.. were.. heavy.. as.. hell.. which suits me down to the ground.. and played the songs I love.. they are consummate musicians who choose to raise the rafters and levitate the rubble.. so yes.. it was a good night.  I must add.. the band that followed.. don't know if they were Uncle John or Whitelock.. but they were pretty entertaining.. in all a good good night.

Looks like travel plans will for April/May will change.  I want to get the mid-May GEMS media conference in New York into the return leg of the California trip and, thus, had to cancel the B in The Bar gig up in Dundee on the 7th (Andy G is now moving it to July or September due to other artist cancellations- No actually he's not.. he's holding it regardless, but shortening it by 5 hours).   But there will be another Dundee gig on 21st May..  Also.. going down to see my 'dying' ex-partner in Leicester next week.  I know he's been trying to do it for a long time.. smokin', drinkin', shootin' himself to death.. this is what grief does to you.  I shared his grief when our 'dreams' got hung, drawn and quartered (I blame the manager!), but I've attempted (after many years of being completely screwed up by the whole event) to get up, dust myself off and start all over again.  Ian seems intent on dying and seems to be gettin' the hang of it now.. I don't see him growing old and pottering about in a rose covered cottage, but I'll go down and try to encourage him to hang on in there for a while longer.

15 Mar 2005 Tues MGCK Music    A penny for your thoughts..

Today's musings on my life on Earth: I'm very fatalistically optimistic about most things: "what's for you won't go by you.." etc.

I have 'met' deadlines only to have the 'deadline' I bucked and fought to meet turn out to be irrelevant in the long train of events called a lifetime.  The small meagre excessive outpourings of a hill full of ants romping at full throttle building a tiny useless Troy, which will be burned and decimated by some careless campers.  I have been that ant.  I have been that camper.

Agendas tie us and hog-tie us and un-tie us again.  I hate agendas.. I hate plans.. I hate anything that is SET IN STONE.. as I think the very nature  of molecules is mutable.. and as with the concept of quantum leaps.. if it's set in stone.. it's not goin' nowhere.

So.. cheer up.  If what you thought was important is dead in the water.. it was probably already dead.. and you just learned about it a little late.

19/20 Mar 2005 Sat/Sun MGCK Music    Can you say, 'Hieronymous Bosch?'

Thought for the Day: "Less and less do you need to force things, until you arrive at non-action.  When nothing is done, nothing is left undone." Tao

  I've just arrived back from sunny Leicester.  A 24-hour whirlwind trip to and from Hell...A trip to see a dying friend in a housing estate somewhere, 'over there'....  All I have to say about it right now.. as I digest the experience and try to explain it, even to myself: there is a social problem on this island that makes Global Warming look like only the tip of the other enormous iceberg.  Funny, both things are blind-eyed by most people.  But there is a SOCIAL PROBLEM on this island.  Housing estates full of half-dead dead-beats and lost souls.. it's like going to some place where everybody's been ship-wrecked, lighting fires on the beach for passing ships that just keep passing and eventually they just give up; start preying on and devouring each other.  In the midst of all this, babies are born and children inducted to these values.. lives are going on in a kind of dumb-beast 'does-this-feel-good=does-this-feel-bad? am-I-warm-am-I-cold? do-I-need another-can-of-Special-Brew-or-another-tablet?...some-crack?" kind of way.  The level of existence is so 'sub' it makes amoebas seem an advanced social group.  That's all I'm going to say about my trip to a housing estate in the Midlands, until.. as I said.. I've digested it and can explain it, even to my self...  but the sun shining on the surrounding countryside was lovely and I have ancestors (going back to the 1400's according to the genealogist) from Saxby..  a couple of miles to the Northeast of Leicester.. so, in some strange way.. seeing the beautiful light on the rolling hills and fields AWAY from the inner-urban sprawl.. was balm to my soul.

Incredible timing... This morning, (yes completely out of that deep blue) I received an email from Andrew Marston at the Leicester Mercury asking after Ian Jones.  He remembers working on a video with Ian for a band called 'Jones Law', found my references to Ian on this website and asked, 'how is he?'  For the time-being I'd have to say, 'it's only Rock n Roll and he likes it'. 

Sunday 3PM.. LeithFM meeting at The Village. Short and sweet and I'm still not sure what's going on.  Gwen put me down as a presenter.  Have no idea what the shape of the show would be except I would LIKE to do a weekly spot that played local bands.. but harder than average local bands.. of which there are not that many... so I might have to play AMERICAN bands.. which would defeat the purpose of it being local.. but there ya go. Listening to the first 'The Mars Volta' (I love the way they use 'THE') album, 'Deloused In The Crematorium'.. reminds me of too many things.. music in the late 80's.. all that precise fretwork.. angst.. but then heard TOOL's Lateralus again in the gym last night and it reminded me, I like that much much more. 

25 Mar 2005 Fri MGCK Music    An evening with the obscurantists...

Thought for the Day: "The Warrior of Light knows the power of words." 'The Manual of the Warrior of Light'  by Paulo Coelho

I KNOW General Kalashnikov is not selling enough of his main product: Last night turned out to be another one of those detours that takes you well and truly off the rock n roll superhighway, if, as I've said before, that road passes anywhere near this vicinity.   We went to the 'Gnag & Mullet' (so funny...someone said to me in a homophobic shaking surprised parochial provincial small minded voice, "but that's the 'gay' bar" and...  "So what's your point caller?" For me, if you're 'alright', you're 'alright'.  I don't care which way your wind blows.  And, believe me.. gayness, straightness or any other kind of 'ness' was not the problem on this particular evening) 'Open Mic' to see Rosie Bell. (Mal was also there taking photos - he said he'd send me some.)  Rosie is a phenomenal wordsmith.  Her luxuriously thought provoking set satisfied, but as for the rest... Can I vomit into a sock? Dross that crept out of a dingy cupboard in some squalid bedsit.. there.. does that describe it?  'aspiring' Singer/Songwriters' singing other people's tunes!!???.  Completely un-for-give-able.  A vat of tar and some feathers would not have gone amiss.  Where are My Electric Love Affair when you need them.?! Bring Back Hunter S Thompson.  We need a hologram of the man and a road trip to Vegas to clean the clock! (Reminds me, Johnny C is preparing the beach for my arrival in Sunny Southern Cal as we speak.)

But, yesterday afternoon - pre Stag & Turret torture, a small glimmer of a different shade. I did enjoy Coffee at The Filmhouse with a very good writer - Giles Sutherland.  He showed me a book of his mother's paintings to which he had contributed a number of thoughtful passages. Her name, Lys Hansen.  My take on her work: An artist consummate in the skill of expressing passion and pain at the same lingering ongoing never-ending moment. (Yup, no light at the end of that tunnel!) Not the canvasses I would choose to decorate my walls, but searingly expressive.  Sexual politics, personal politics, the struggle with self: human life trapped in a body of flesh and distress.  I did not, at any point see any of her characters winning or even dreaming of 'breaking even'; not dreaming at all.  I don't need 'happy' art.. but I do need 'hope' and I love revelling in the glorious animal senses of life in this body, ground beneath me, sky above me and 'longing'; the promise of the open horizon.  There were no promises or horizons in her paintings. Each character seemed trapped, spinning round and round in a bell-jar of their own flesh, perhaps using pain to astrally travel to some distant planet where, just maybe, things are different. 

Anyway, dogs are ALWAYS happy - so, time to PLAY: WHAT KIND OF DOG ARE YOU?

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Later: About two paragraphs up I asked "Where are MY ELECTRIC LOVE AFFAIR when I need them?" Well actually, they were on George Street at about 6pm tonight.. I was walking home and there was Steve, the manager, and the tall good-looking guitarist who's name escaped me and still does.  Must ask next time.  We shot the breeze for a while about many things... music, bands, plans.. they've moved, they did a gig last Saturday at the Cafe Royale which we missed due to the Leicester trip, have a new record out entitled, 'So, I'm Alone', talked about doing a future gig together.  That would be great if it comes off.  They are my fave band north of Marylebone Road and maybe south too.  They just done give a f*ck.  I would go to see them anywhere.. I would watch them playing in a phone booth.

Speaking of gigs, Andy G (Mr Dead Earnest) sent me a list of possible nights at 'The Doghouse' in Dundee in April.. I would love to do them all if I lived around the corner.  I told him my possibles and he'll get back to me.  Also.. Norman Lamont wants me to make like a synthesizer and sing the 'music' for one of his love songs.  Using my voice to create the backing sounds.  It's a concept.  We'll get together in a week or two to attempt it.

Last but not least, received a lengthy and deeply moving email from Andrew Marston detailing his first meetings with Ian Jones.  The guy is loved.  Now, if he'd only stop killing himself.

Very last thought: Silence for a dear friend who actually did manage to kill himself last weekend.  Wherever you are now dear George, we miss you.

(Fuckin' hell they're dropping like flies!)

27 Mar 2005 EASTER SUNDAY MGCK Music    Now she tells me...

San Francisco calling: Alavala had a showing of her music video of one of my newest songs 'All The Things We Love' at the Film Arts Foundation Open Screening at the Roxy on Friday night.  I haven't even seen the video.. but there ya go.. apparently it was well received.  Can I have a copy now?

30 Mar 2005 Wed MGCK Music    Overworked and underprivileged.. 

In other words: can't hire some other f*cker to do it all:  Norman Lamont has been asking that I work on a lush choir of vocals for his 'Romantic Fiction' trk entitled 'Sensible'.  It's a truly simplistically beautiful song and yes, Norman.. I would LOVE to do it.. this week next week.. sometime soon, but there are truly not enough hours in the day, not enough days in the week, not enough weeks in this or next month.  I don't think we even got a review together in March for the Listening To page.. we are slipping behind in the day to day (you should see the dishes in the sink!) as the workload piles up;  2 albums in production, live performances, the never ending much-loved moveable feast is moving, reviews to write, websites to update, general business activities to attend to, proposals to make, more business ventures appealingly appearing, LeithFM to participate in.. . trips to take (no LSD in my pocket), people to meet, people to 'sweet', places to be, hands to hold, and generally a million things to do (including putting in a new central heating system), so, if this entire website falls behind and the last entry is dated today.. you'll know why.

Always an eyeful: The Universe Today

Also coming up in April: 

Pirhana Poetry/GazDeath site: http://earwigmusic93-1996.moonfruit.com

THURS 7th APRIL @Bannermans in the Cowgate, Edinburgh: THE FULL MOON CLUB

BE THERE...... or BE SOMEWHERE ELSE! But BE COUNTERCULTURAL!!!!!!!! If you don't know how.. take lessons.

Looking for a keyboard player.  Anybody out there?  Anybody home? If you are technically skilled, Inventive and un-tied to aspirations to 'sound like', please apply.

I've increased the junk mail filter, so, if you send me an email with the words 'slut', 'fuck' or 'tunafish' in the subject line, I probably won't get it. 

*****Want to do a good thing?!  Send an email to letters@radiosix.com with the subject line VOTE and in the body of the text just write: Song: Jonny Cash, Artist: Electra, then your name and address and press SEND.  

as always www.clearchannelsucks.org

If you're looking for Valentine's Day and a whole load of other stuff I can't remember then GO to Last month's blog: February 05

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