Hang em all
'A killer, a rat a cleptomaniac with propaganda entwined as his name attacks all is lost and nothing is won in this game of cat and of mice and men'
Pretty good summary of George Bush (Junior) there i reckon. I find it extremely amsuing that the US Pres is a 'Junior'. Actually i don't..It makes me want to smack his shitty little face all the more...But anyhow i guess im feeling quite musical from the weekend after playing Thorganby beer festival with my band.
Now the festival was more like a village fete-so get those coachella and glastonbury images out of your head right now, and there wasn't any EL wire in site-Nope this was an old fashioned knees up where grissled Yorkshiremen in Hawaiian shirts holding laterns provided the most illumination..The booze was served in a buidling resembling those hideous 1980's community centres that Thatcher loved so much with its austere functional facade..There was the Marquee where we played and the surrounding greens where the revellers revelled and the students procrastinated.
And it was bloody excellent, We played a mix of originals and covers including The Pogues, Velvet Underground and V. Morrison.. A good time was had by all since we spent the whole day lazing around Robin's countryhouse smoking roll ups, playing cricket, football and keeping an eye on the world cup..However, where as i sought to create through the medium of bringing music to the hamlet dwellers of Thorganby my darling fiancee seemed to represent the more destructive side of the equation destroying both an entire shower and smashing a cubicle door clean off its hinges through her superhuman strength over the weekend.
Yesterday, slightly calmer remedies were sought for hangover which included chasing hens around at 8 in the morning and Sunday lunches served by Jonny Rotten in a York tavern..Today I continue my labourers in the flooded basement, the endgame approaches and im setting my heaviest pieces to deal a swift checkmate on the forces of damp and mould..In a nutshell, im gonna be moving loads of furniture about and pulling up wet carpet...
ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah...
xxx
Pretty good summary of George Bush (Junior) there i reckon. I find it extremely amsuing that the US Pres is a 'Junior'. Actually i don't..It makes me want to smack his shitty little face all the more...But anyhow i guess im feeling quite musical from the weekend after playing Thorganby beer festival with my band.
Now the festival was more like a village fete-so get those coachella and glastonbury images out of your head right now, and there wasn't any EL wire in site-Nope this was an old fashioned knees up where grissled Yorkshiremen in Hawaiian shirts holding laterns provided the most illumination..The booze was served in a buidling resembling those hideous 1980's community centres that Thatcher loved so much with its austere functional facade..There was the Marquee where we played and the surrounding greens where the revellers revelled and the students procrastinated.
And it was bloody excellent, We played a mix of originals and covers including The Pogues, Velvet Underground and V. Morrison.. A good time was had by all since we spent the whole day lazing around Robin's countryhouse smoking roll ups, playing cricket, football and keeping an eye on the world cup..However, where as i sought to create through the medium of bringing music to the hamlet dwellers of Thorganby my darling fiancee seemed to represent the more destructive side of the equation destroying both an entire shower and smashing a cubicle door clean off its hinges through her superhuman strength over the weekend.
Yesterday, slightly calmer remedies were sought for hangover which included chasing hens around at 8 in the morning and Sunday lunches served by Jonny Rotten in a York tavern..Today I continue my labourers in the flooded basement, the endgame approaches and im setting my heaviest pieces to deal a swift checkmate on the forces of damp and mould..In a nutshell, im gonna be moving loads of furniture about and pulling up wet carpet...
ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah...
xxx
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