26 Jun 2007

"Well it's a most peculiar feeling, like sunburn in the evening
With dark clouds on their way
And you think it's most unlikely life could ever shine as brightly
Once the sun has gone and the pressure's on."

Today has, when all's said and done, not been such a bad day after all. I went out and had a bit of a spending splurge in Poole's charity emporiums. I returned armed with some old reggae vinyl which I've posted for your delight (track listing in comments). Plus a Ska album which I used to have in my collection years back and could never find. I'll post that at a later date along with the old rocksteady tape what I converted for you, how nice am I? Anyway I also got a couple of classic 'Man? Or Astroman' albums which will no doubt make their way on to this blog too. I also bought a new VW type two for the top of my monitor, pity I haven't got a real one yet but there you go. Maybe when (if) I get my bank charges refunded I'll use it to learn to drive? One step closer to my drive across the states dream? When I finally got home a bit warm because the typical British summer had me wearing my coat because it was raining in the morning and boiling hot when I came home. I then decided to pay off the Old Barclaycard, so now apart from a bit of rent arrears and an overdraft I'm virtually free. Woo hoo.

I like Poole apart from it's many aforementioned charity emporiums it has a very nice little record shop in the old town, of which yours truly is a regular and often discounted customer. I tend to get stuck in there for a few moments of vinyl sniffing glory. There's something very satisfying for an elderly 38 year old man like myself in thumbing through a collection of seven & twelve inch records. You can while away hours if you let yourself or (in everyone else's case except mine ... sadly) her indoors let's you. Engage misogyny mode, two hours to buy shoes that's ok but, 20 mins to look through records oh no matey.... misogyny mode disengaged now starting judgemental subroutine. I love to people watch, it really is an eye opener of how people think they look. Like the size 30 teenage girls who seem to think that it's okay to wear size 14 or the filthy homless drunken man who thinks he can chat up these young mums. It must have been giro day because they were all out today. There was another mum who despite the fact that she had a belly on her that many darts players would die for still seemed to think it ok to bare her midriff as she bent over to pick up her son and place him on the bus. I swear blind there was a slapping sound as it hit the floor. It's interesting to watch people from the window of the KFC I recommend it.

Anyway speaking of not being self aware, I've made startling discoveries about myself this week. I have been downloading the remastered versions of Star Trek which in itself is sad enough. But then I find myself trying to decide who was the nicest peice of inter galactic totty to wear the Star Fleet insignia. I mean let's face it you've got 7 of 9 for a start and then Ezri Dax, A Younger Lt. Uhuru lt.Saavik, B'Elanna Torres, Jadzia Dax... I'm going to stop now, sigh, it's no wonder I'm single. Why couldn't I like 'men' things like beer, porn, cars and fighting etc instead of Sci Fi, books and music? Maybe I should have a lobotomy or something to lower my IQ? Maybe I should go out and get totally bladdered and wake up the next day with someone whose name I can't remember with a mouth that's drier than a nun's crotch, like I used to? Nah been there done that wore the t shirt inside out.

Anyway here's the music and film for you I've uploaded the film with Joe Strummer directed by Alex Cox called 'Straight to Hell' unfortunately it's also got Courtney Love in it but hey every silver lining has a cloud. http://uk.imdb.com/title/tt0094048/ Then I've upped the reggae what I bought today it's so fresh that it's still warm. Also some early Rik Mayall & Ade Edmonson stand up stuff.

http://rapidshare.com/files/39237961/StH.part01.rar Straight To Hell


http://rapidshare.com/files/39253122/StH.part03.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39265769/StH.part04.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39259743/StH.part05.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39284627/StH.part06.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39291313/StH.part07.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39297652/StH.part08.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39307160/StH.part09.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39318507/StH.part10.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39324193/StH.part11.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39331781/StH.part12.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39340526/StH.part13.rar http://rapidshare.com/files/39344668/StH.part14.rar

http://rapidshare.com/files/40109176/RVR.rar Reggae 7"s

http://rapidshare.com/files/40114930/RM_AE-20thCC.rar Rik & Ade

Remember none of my Rar files are ever passworded so don't keep asking for things that aren't needed,if the file is passworded then you didn't get it from here ok?

12 Jun 2007

"Finished with my woman
'cause she couldn't help me with my mind,
people think I'm insane
because I am frowning all the time.
All day long I think of things
but nothing seems to satisfy,
Think I'll lose my mind
if I don't find something to pacify"

Last night for some reason I dreamt that I gave my landlord £5,050 in back rent. Then I was sweeping up some dust off a tiled surface and my previous (drunken) landlady was there. The tiles were red, green yellow awful things. Then I was choosing a buffet from the foodstuffs lying around. Mostly it seemed to be dips, crackers and chocolate bars of varying degrees of sweetness. Then I sat down and was discussing things with people around the table. For some reason Nelly Furtado was there complaining about her job, to which I replied "yeah it must be hard sat on your arse earning another Grammy" She mentioned that she'd heard some tracks from Tom Waits' new album then I mentioned about I had a new book out (which seemed to be a biography, quite dull take it from me). I got up to get some more eats and as I returned to the table my mate Jimmy and his better half turned up. I say hello and notice that her hair is slightly green.
In an earlier dream I was in my room when I heard someone I know say something about me which I didn't like. So I went to go and knock on his door to smack him in the gob, he didn't answer the door. We seemed to be in rooms opposite each other which is odd. Anyway, when I returned to my room I found that a second person I know was sleeping on my couch and had stolen the blanket off the top of my bed (you bastard McGiraffe).
Now if anyone has any idea what that was all about then please let me know. Also the one where I was walking through a forest along an orangey brown clay path with my parents, who I don't like and my sister and our old dogs, who I do. To the left was a pine forest and to the right was a field of green grass and yellow flowers. The dogs ran into this and found some bacon and began to eat. To which I complained whether this "was this my dream or the dog's?"
Maybe I'm just puggled? All I want to do is dream of me Kate Humble, Jaime Pressly and a tub of whipped cream, but noooo I get all those cryptic wierd dreams.

Anyway here's the stuff you really came for. We have the rare film Bronco Bullfrog. http://uk.imdb.com/title/tt0064111/ and rare Bad Manners album Mental Notes. Have fun.

http://rapidshare.com/files/38498348/BB.part01.rar Bronco Bullfrog














http://rapidshare.com/files/38699590/BM-MNrar.rar Bad manners

7 Jun 2007

"Son, I'm 30
I only went with your mother 'cause she's dirty
And I don't have a decent bone in me
What you get is just what you see yeah
I see it so I take it freely
And all the bad piss ugly things i feed me
I never help or give to the needy
Come on and see me
There are times when I feel that it's good to be alive. One such time was when Paris Hilton got her sorry skinny skanky ass thrown back in the klink. You should have seen me ranting and raving in my evangelical socialist manner that I have sometimes. Waving my arms around and saying things like "one law for the rich and one law for the poor, etc etc." But then my landlord, who had managed to drag himself off the gamecube and Fifa 2005 for five minutes, came up with a cup of tea and the good news that she was taken back in, by all accounts in tears. I haven't seen any video footage but what with today's intrusive media climate I'm sure there must be some. If anyone has links then please post them in the comments as I could do with a good laugh. I tell you with all those cell block H lesbo's in jail I bet she doesn't forget to wear underwear for the next month or so. Personally for shlebs like Hilton I'd advocate gas chambers, but then that's just me. What is she actually famous for? Is it like I suspect just for being famous? It can't be for being a model as she isn't that attractive (huge nose, which would explain the lack of blood going to her brain). It certainly can't be for being an actress as there is plenty of evidence to prove otherwise, and as for a singer ....pfft forget it. I've met a load of women and most of them seem to be a hell of a lot more intelligent that Hilton, most are woofers but there have been some very attractive ones too. But all of them have the distinct honour that I wouldn't roll over them to get to Hilton not even if my life depended on it. I'm not sure of all those involved would be the more grateful for that one but there you go.
Anyway here's the music for this week's post. We have the CD single from Kiss AMC which has several two tone samples. Then we have Anarchy In The Uk volumes one and two which was a free giveaway from the Sunday Times. Then we've got King Apparatus which is Canadian ska that I discovered ages ago but couldn't get a free cd from the record company to review in the Upsetter fanzine for love nor money. Also for any Mods out there we have Mods mayday '79 from the second wave of Mod back when I was a lickle person. (A long time ago in a county far far away)

2 Jun 2007

"Yeh I heard a funny thing,
Somebody said to me.
That you could be in love,
With almost anyone.
You think people are the greatest fun,
And I will be alone again tonight for you."
I don't know what the world is coming to. I turned over after the end of The Seven ages of rock on BBC2 to see that yet another awful reality vote for some non entity show (Any dream will do) on BBC1 to find that they've taken the music of Freddie Mercury and turned it gay. Four pretty boys hoping to make it big in musical theatre prance around the stage in big pastel coloured coats singing 'under pressure'. Freddie must be turning (and then strutting whilst raising his microphone carrying fist to the sky) in his grave. Still at least it gives something for people like my little sister to do with her free evenings and weekend texts from vodafone. I see that yet another waste of time and money has starting broadcasting again despite the hoo haa over the Shilpa Shetty versus 'Pig faced racist' fiasco. I caught at least a full thirty excruciating seconds because I was channel hopping and dropped the remote, ye gods a house full of women all talking at once and at equal volume as they all have to be heard despite the fact they have nothing to say. Mind you that's never stopped me has it? I hope that someone from Big Brother is checking for eggs. That poor man they chose to go in there he'll either be deaf or insane by dee eat as the voice over will say in his tyneside accent ("day eight" to the rest of us). Still now that I've bought a dvd player with a usb hub in it I can connect my 300gig hard drive up to it and watch my collection of war documentaires, downloaded movies and several Simpsons seasons instead. How the hell I missed an entire season of the Simpsons I have no idea. It was a pleasant way to spend the afternoon as I enjoyed the hot sun streaming through the window whilst I reclined lazily in my armchair cup of Tetley tea in Marvin the Martian mug in hand. Although I now have a headache and partial snowblindness. Fresh air is for wimps.

The old me is dead finally (17th April 1969 - 18th December 2006). Whereas when I was young, semi dumb and full of cum I sought out wars and adventures, despite what Yoda taught us. I found neither, but at least I looked which has to count for something. Now I'm applying for jobs in libraries and museums. I'll be buying the pipe and slippers on a layaway scheme and I'm waiting for my leather patches for my cardigans to come from ebay. Also the cardigans as I don't own any. Pffft that'll be the day, I like most men still act as though I'm 25. Although I was a boring old fuck at 25 too so there you go. But at least I was in contact with more than 2 of my friends.

Anyway here's the music for you. I have posted the Trojan Tighten Up boxset that I forgot to do last time and some more 12" rips + some 7" rips that I've uncovered in charity shop hereabouts.

http://rs62l34.rapidshare.com/files/35429961/TUB.part1.rar Trojan



http://rs59tl2.rapidshare.com/files/35825092/12ir2.part1.rar 12"s


http://rs98cg.rapidshare.com/files/36003147/7ir.part1.rar 7"s


Track Listing in comments