31 Aug 2007

"The lanes were silent
There was nothing, no one,

nothing around for miles
I doused our friendly venture
With a hard-faced
Three-word gesture."

Some things are sent to try us I suppose. All yesterday I kept getting messages from vodafone saying "you have a message on voicemail". I was worried that it was a company responding to one of my many job applications. I borrowed a fiver of my mate and ran up... well walked fast... up to the top of the road to get credit on my phone early the very next morning only to find that all along it had been some old fucker ringing me. All I got were messages one after the other saying "Ello? Robert? It's Ted. Can you give me a ring back on ..." They've stopped now as I guess Ted has rung the right number and got Robert and told him about ringing 'his' mobile. Much puzzlement ensued as one thinks that the mobile phone hasn't worked and the other thinks his friend is trying to ignore him. All the while I'm a fiver down and highly disappointed in the fact that I haven't heard back from my job applications as I thought. I believe old people should have technology taken away from them. Like oil and water or two cats in a sack they just don't interract well. I remember trying to explain how a cd worked to my grandmother when I lived with her only to be met with blank stares and an "oh that's nice dear" which is old person speak for "shut up I'm bored" then she'd bimble off to do whatever it is old ladies do around the house. Even with the generation that came after them, ie our parents, you would still get technofear and or technoignorance. The amount of people that I'd have to set video clocks for because they couldn't or it just annoyed the fuck out of me to have 00:00 constantly flashing . This was usually greeted by phrases of thanks or wonderment at the sheer scale of my achievement and the fact that they could now (under instruction and supervision) program it to record Corrie or Eastenders. They usually had a moistend glint in there eye as they realised that they were now free to go wandering and didn't have to be there to see the usual unbelievable bollocks Den & Angie were up to that week. No longer would they have to stay up to the late late hour of half past ten only to fall asleep whilst waiting to see some programme they'd waited all week to see.
So far I've not reached the point in my life where my ability to absorb knowledge dries up. I've just about managed to keep up with techology so far, even finally mastering my mobile phone, although I do spell out the words fully. None of this 'U R Gr8' etc. Which my friend(s) that actually bother to text me (ahem I'm looking at you, yes you. You know who you are) find highly annoying as it takes me longer to reply. Although it's usually some inane bollocks from my sister anyway but there you go. Another thing old people should be kept away from is the kind of electric death trap scooter in the picture above. These were usually driven at great speeds around the former store where I used to work, quite often dragging bits of shelving and or stock behind them. People would often have to jump out of the way for fear of being impaled. Some people would often be seen running at great speed in an effort to try and save life and limb. Honestly it was quite like the film 'Rollerball' at times. Maybe we should adopt the ethics from another SciFi classic and kill everyone over thirty? Er hang on I'm over thirty I think I got that a bit wrong there, so let's work this out... I'm 38 so I'd go for hmmmm 37. Wipe out last year that'd be ok. Mind you with my luck I'll get knocked down & killed the day before my bank charges get reimbursed.

There's a woman just walked past my window wearing a white jacket with leopard skin blouse and a spiky blonde haircut and a big nose... I thought for a minute that Rod Stewart had grown some knockers.

Oh well here's the music for you. We've got Some Jam bootlegs from Utrecht, Nijmegen and Amsterdam, a load of Man? Or Astroman and some Madness great lost tracks what I found ages ago.

http://rapidshare.com/files/52340073/MoA-M_-_ASoFS.rar Spectrum of a finite scale
http://rapidshare.com/files/52343552/MoA-M_-_ASoIS.rar Spectrum of an infinate scale
http://rapidshare.com/files/52424084/MoA-M_-_BTBH.rar Beyond the black hole
http://rapidshare.com/files/52427828/MoA-M_-_DAA.rar Destroy all astro-men
http://rapidshare.com/files/52430746/MoA-M_-_EZ.rar Experiment zero
http://rapidshare.com/files/52434629/MoA-M_-_ITC.rar Intravenous television continuum
http://rapidshare.com/files/52438381/MoA-M_-_PIrar.rar Project infinity

http://rapidshare.com/files/52332434/TJ-808182.part1.rar 3 Jam Bootlegs

http://rapidshare.com/files/52549514/M-TL.part1.rar Madness (track listing in comments)http://rapidshare.com/files/52554523/M-TL.part2.rar

Enjoy and please sign the petition below before sept 9th if you're a UK citizen.

28 Aug 2007

Sign this now to prevent the destruction of one of the only things still worth going to London for.
(only open to UK cits, sorry)

Camden Council have given the go ahead for the wrecking balls to go in and destroy Stables Market in Camden. This means the end of The Proud Galleries (served notice closing in a couple of weeks), the funky, vintage stores, Cyberdog, etc - you get the gist - one of the best things in all of London is about to be taken away from us. What are they putting in its place? Boots, H&M and Topshop. I'm sorry to those who like these stores, but that is just not the place for them.

PLEASE help us stop them from doing this by signing the petition:


16 Aug 2007

"It's a bit early in the midnight hour for me, To go through all the things that I want to be, I don't believe in everything I see, Y'know I'm blind so why d'you disagree?"

Well it's been thirty years since the Burger King died. R.I.P Elvis Presley, I know this will come to be somewhat of a suprise to some of those people in and around Memphis... Elvis really is dead. Sorry. I can remember where I was when I heard he died. On the way to Norwich in my old man's Austin Maxi. Some people however steadfastly refuse to believe he's dead of course. Some fans believe that he faked his death and lived on in anonymity that's more believable than the other people who believe that he was abducted by aliens and will someday return. Speaking of which I've been watching Steven Spielberg's Taken it is a great series all about the supposed alien abductions and roswell etc. It was very well done, I don't know how I'd missed it the first time around. It would be nice to been abducted by aliens, please... take me away from all this... so long as they are the nice friendly aliens like the little grey men or ALF and not the ones that give Sigourney Weaver so much trouble. Mind you I hope the rumours about all that probing are untrue. I'm not that sort of lad. Knowing my luck I'd be like that woman in Independence day with the sign saying 'welcome to earth' as she realises they are about to open fire. Of course there's always the hope that I'm being abducted by those amazons that live on the moon and I have to repopulate thier race for them. (I went to one of thier parties but there was no atmosphere).
I think I've been watching too many scifi films, if there is such a thing. Mind you if I was watching too many Star Trek episodes I'd be convinced that rocks are made from papier mache and all women from whatever planet are immediately drawn to me in my Starship captain's uniform ("Is that a photon torpedo in your pocket or are you pleased to see me captain?"). Mind you if I was to be in charge of a starship it would be the HMS Camden Lock from Hyperdrive. Capt. Michael 'Mike Hendo' Henderson never gets the women and most things seem to go against him ....hmm seems familiar. You'll note at the top of the page that there's a petition to try and moan at the BBC to give us a third season. Feel free to sign it please if you like the show (which I do).

Anyway on to the posted stuff. We've got Michael Caine's film Play Dirty for you, then Steven Spielberg's Taken (watch it because it's brilliant), Nick Frost and Kevin Eldon (from Hyperdrive) in 'Sofa Of Time' a radio comedy, Also in the way of music we have The Jam A Bomb In Oxford Street, Various Artists - The Mod Generat
ion. I'm busy looking for the requested reposts but I've got so many dvd-r's uncatalogued that I'm having trouble... but a promise is a promise. So bear with me. Finally there's some radio comedy from the late great Kenny Everett in the guise of Kaptain Kremmen (for those of you who like SciFi Comedy).

All links in comments

8 Aug 2007

"Organ tinkling organ,
Marriage planning children,
Spinning, round and round.
rusty swings and roundabouts,
Disco's full of layabouts,
Nowhere to be found."
I seem to get a lot of emails lately from African business men wanting to give me lots of money which was left to me by someone made up or containing grammar which would make a 5 year old laugh out loud. Either this or I've won the 'lottOry' which makes me suspicious as I'm sure that the National lottery would be able to spell their own product and I'd be the first to notice the sudden lotto windfall as I'd have read my numbers online and bleeding well ran all the way to the headquarters in London shouting "gimme gimme gimme" all the way there. Pausing only for breath, stop lights and a McDonald's sausage and egg McMuffin (tm) at Fleet motorway services... and maybe a coffee. Anyway I'm pretty certain that none of my relatives dead or alive worked in the African oil industry let alone have over £6 million in a post office savings account. Still I could be wrong I suppose?Readers of my other blog on MySpace will know of my new found gardening bent. Well I now have my army surplus hat and am about to do the other side of the over grown jungle, although it isn't a Col. Kilgore hat but it'll do. It's been a while since I wore anything camouflaged and it's a pity I don't still have my rifle but there you go. They have this silly rule that you have to give back your tools when you leave the job. I suppose it's quite a good idea after all what would I do with a L118/9 105mm field gun? It would get those students on the corner to stop having parties late at night though.I'm looking forward to the new footy season I'm always filled with dread after the amount of players we shed each year. I'm always worried about whether we will be relegated and kicked out of the F.A cup by some minnows. Unfortunately being a Norwich City fan this feeling stays with me for 38 weeks. Maybe this is why I'm such a pessimist in life? 31 years of watching Norwich City hardens you to positive thinking I've found. Still it could be worse we could be a succesful club (stop laughing at the back there) with all the cups and wot not of Manchester Utd and then every week the A11 would be choked with fans heading back to the home counties like their fans do. Still I've always got my (ahem) 'support' of Arsenal ladies, I don't know what the Norwich women's football team looks like or indeed if they have one but I tell you if they look anything like half the Norfolk women that I used to know ....well you wouldn't is all I'm saying. (I will stop insulting Norfolk when my sister gets online... or they get electricity one or the other). Mind you it turns out that 4 Norwich Players have been taken ill after a barbeque at the training ground... Bloody Delia.
Anyway enough old bollocks here's the posts. Firstly we have World Cup Goals Galore. This was a program on BBC3 last year showing every world cup goal that was worth while. It's very funny too as Sean Locke's narration is hilarious. Then we have some more Half Man Half Biscuit for you. Back In The DHSS, The Trumpton Riots EP, Back Again In The DHSS & Voyage To The End Of The Road. Enjoy.