To better acquaint yourselves with one of the greatest combos of them all (if not the greatest) visit:
http://stabbers.truth.posiweb.net/stabbers/html/discography/singles.htm
in order that you might feast your sorry ears on what remains, sadly, their only known recording.
Then again, should you be of a decidedly audio-visual persuasion, toddle off to:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Au9_vfx6t6c
“How dull…”
Momentarily letting it slip his mind that I only listen to music made at least 400000000000000000000000000 years ago a young friend recently sent me a copy of this
by them
describing it as “math-rock”.
Now whatever can he have meant by that?
After giving it considerable thought, I concluded that it was so named because
a) it is hard
b) you do it on the bus because you were too busy the night before with one thing and another
c) if you don’t understand it you get a ‘D’ cap on your head and a ruler ‘cross the knuckles.
Having said that, I like it a lot. And when you bear in mind the lad with the guitar on the right is the fruit of the loins of this estimable chap
then it all begins to fall into place.
Cheers Rhods.
…echidna. What a singular creature. This is a short-beaked echidna; for an epic tale of conservation versus gastronomy ref. Attenborough’s (yep, that Attenborough) long-beaked echidna, go here:
http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2007/07/070718-echidna.html
On balance, I’m in favour of this product.
Not the other sorts, just this one.
I visited a takeaway shake place in Oxford the other day called, um, er, “Shakeaway” – they did a Toblerone milkshake, amongst many others. I was mildly impressed but on reflection I’ll stick to solids. They’re worth a visit, though, should you ever find yourself in Oxford. Whither a Parma Violets shake?
Don’t question me for “further information”. Just trust me and investigate this lot
and especially this one:
Groovy fuckers will not be disappointed. Others might.
I’ve said my bit, now I’m off to see me mum.
“‘Cos I think I’m gonna come/Straight in at #1/& stay there all summer…”
You would’ve too, Loz, if Paris Hilton slash Mother Teresa had deigned to wear a seatbelt (now then, as it ‘appens, goodness gracious, guyz’n'galz, clunk click)…whadda tune.
Go to http://fireescapetalking.blogspot.com/ for that which cannot be found here. G’wan.
To quote a recently departed sage:
“You can’t judge a book by looking at the cover”.
Frijoles refritos are, in the parlance of young persons nowadays, “the bomb”. Go here for info:
http://www.elise.com/recipes/archives/001606refried_beans.php
Yummy!
What a fantastic sound sculpture. At least the equal of Varese’s “Poeme electronique” or the original “Dr Who” theme. Find it on here
One of the great innovators of music.
…but, sadly, no longer this one.
For over 30 years Kevin Coyne gave his all to producing some of the most committed, honest, ravishing music you’re ever likely to hear. This splendid site gives you much of it:
http://kevincoyne.blogspot.com/
No recommendation I could make of Kevin Coyne’s music would be sufficient. Judge for yourself.
