Lessons leanred from Glastonbury

1. Spliff is efficient
2. Every cloud has a salvia lining
3. Fish does not sell well
4. I love scrump
5. How to sell novelty
6. Mud is friend

Had the time of my life I did, from field to field and person to person. Roll on Glasto 2008.

I've been thinking this recently

Holy Diver!

You've been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh what's becoming of me
Ride the tiger
You can see his stripes but you know he's clean
Oh don't you see what I mean

Gotta get away
Holy Diver!

Shiny diamonds
Like the eyes of a cat in the black and blue
Something is coming for you
Race for the morning
You can hide in the sun 'till you see the light

Oh we will pray it's all right
Gotta get away-get away
Between the velvet lies
There's a truth that's hard as steel
The vision never dies
Life's a never ending wheel
Holy DiverYou're the star of the masquerade
No need to look so afraid
Jump on the tiger
You can feel his heart but you know he's mean
Some light can never be seen...

Anyway, see you after gasterbuby...

Its Gastrobaby next week

So its Gastroberry next week and with the moon hanging in tandem with Saturn’s third anus you can be sure it’ll lead to a lethal combination of wine and blue cheese in the third evening of the 15th hour.

Apart from that I’m looking forward to getting away from this place I have to work in and the infernal tedium of relentless sales to wannabe arts collectors who spend £50 on some sub-par etching of a farm in Norfolk and have the nerve to try and engage me in conversation.

So it’ll be nice in that sense. Plus I want to check and see what the fuss is all apart having spent my three years at uni hearing about it from beanie hat wearing cider drinkers, I think its about time, don’t you?

Bored at my desk

Love me not
Eqanox
Getting on a tube train
Home Alot
burning snot
Getting on the new game
Make my pitch
Without a hitch
Getting on a tube train
back in black
Black in white
Home alone no lust no fight

Ass full of pork fat
Jiggles like a jellow mold
Mouth is flapping too

Riddles in the dark
Smoke on the dionysian sky
Blackens the faith of millions
Makes me want to cry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry

Riddles in the light
glows with the spirity of all thats right
soothes the heart of millions
Makes me want to shout
straight from the horses mouth....

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