Thursday, October 15, 2009

I love this super group and it's Gary Numan cover

Courtesy of cynical Claire....

Please check out this website that rips the piss out of all those retarded and inbred non-descripts of the world who have an annoying opinion on everything!

Put this into your address bar and enjoy...

I will always love House music...

Growing up it was always playing in our house. I had older brother's who were part of the house buzz of the early 90's and then one of them actually ran a pirate radio station from all sorts of ridiculous locations in north London. My brother had some decks installed in the attic which I wish I had paid more attention too and then I would have grown up to be as cool as Annie Mac!

But that ain't gonna happen...

Sunday, October 11, 2009


Well last night I confessed to a 'crime'? I'll say crime because I'm not sure of the legalities of taking a bath in someones house without their knowledge. Sooooo lets rewind back the the Summer of 2007. I was in a reckless place and living with two guys and their seven lizards. I was living in a shithole. A memorable shithole but we'll get into that some other day when I have less time.

So back to the story... a few years ago I took a bath in someones house. Now this would have been completely normal if A. The person was in the house B. I had asked them or C. I knew them really reaaaaaalllly well and they were kinda like family to me.

Unfortunately none of the aforementioned factors apply to my story. Insert worried face here.

I had only really known this person for a day even though we had met previously (not that I remembered but they kindly informed me about several occasions where we had) but we did have dozens of mutual friends if that makes this story any less creepy. But I feel the next part will completely blow any chance of that right out of the water.

Not only was our companionship merely hours old but the person wasn't even in the house!!!!! and as events occurred my spontaneous bath didn't really leave the opportunity for permission.

So yes... I did take the opportunity that morning as the poor unawares person left the house in a hurried rush to the Oxygen festival to take a long leisurely soak in their bath tub. Taking the phrases make yourself at home to a whole new low.

I remember feeling quite odd that morning a I lay in this strange bathtub and was almost frightened by my own insanity. But there was something quite hilarious about having a bath in someones house and them never having any knowledge of it.

Until.... LAST NIGHT. Where after a good few double vodka's to loosen one's tongue I thought I'd tell the person about this bath. And how I had made myself oh so comfortable in there domestic surroundings without them ever knowing.

Thankfully they found this funnier more than anything but the worst part is that they then informed me that they themselves had never actually had a bath in that house because the previous occupant had been found dead in it years before. I actually feel sick and hope that they were just pulling my leg in revenge for my psychotic soaking!!!!

This is probably the weirdest thing I have ever done in my life.

If you haven't heard this song off the new MSTRKRFT ablum then you just should.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Why am I so clumsy?

I'm suffering from Dyspraxia.

And it's terminal.

One day I will fall over and that will be it! Gonzo. Last night I tripped over my own foot! What is more embarrassing is that I did it whilst trying to
discretely run in order to catch up with someone I wanted to talk to. The fall happened outside the club in front of the entire smoking area population (which is always a pretty substantial number) CRINGE! What is worse is just at the moment of impact of my body to the floor the person turns round and just catches me snotting myself completely and utterly in the most hilarious fashion. I could have died... but instead they helped me up off the floor as I asked 'Is everyone laughing at me?' and they whispered 'eh yeeeah... they are.' So I began to laugh too as seriously there was no way of pretending this didn't just happen in front of about 50 people and I hobbled to the door. I had soon realised I may be completely crippled but I shrugged off people's worries of 'heeeeeeeey your limping pretty bad... will I call you a cab?'.... No no I said, I'm totally fine.

Half an hour later...I've noticed the EXCRUCIATING pain seeping through my vodka AND wine intoxication. My foot is bleeding... so is my knee and I've actually torn right through my leggings. If I don't get in a taxi I may faint... I dart off from my new found friends and leg it as fast as my little banjaxed legs will carry me.

I wake up this morning with a broken foot! Crutches AGAIN!!!

Monday, October 5, 2009

My vote for the quirkiest composition of music and image in a film....

Almost Famous in the scene where Penny Lane overdoses and they play Stevie Wonders- My Cherie Amour...

It's such a pretty love song playing in the background as she gets her stomach pumped. And although it's stomach churning in every way, William looks on as if it's the most attractive sight he's ever laid eyes on...



I have a new band tutu for you tooo tu enjoy...

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Band of Skulls.

Heard them a while ago on a random cd and throughly enjoyed I Know What I am. Impossible is also a good enough song to mention.

There album is cootcheeeey cooooeeeeyily titled Baby Darling Doll Face Honey. And like I always tell you...

check it.