This may be Old Stuff to you, of course, but it’s new to me. There’s even (*ulp*) music recorded post-’75, if you’re determined to make yourself miserable. From Bacharach to Beethoven, from Mozart to The Marmalades, there’s something for every taste here, so sit back, shoot up some scag, and relax!
It’s Like Radio, Only On A Computer!
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Roll a fat one instead. Hare Krishna.
http://www.gdradio.net
Dude! You’re on my wavelength. Harold Hare Krishna.
Astral High Five Saucy!
* I found your Jango scene the same time as GD radio a couple of months ago. They have Ravi Shankar on it! What fine sounds did accompany my window glossing trip!*
Yo cosmic cat good to see you back _/ \_ om wotzit.
Etheric Fist Bump, Twangdude!
Bloody hell – first HP, then Rob! Next one up is Mojo I believe….
I was rummaging around in a box of jazz cds looking for Albert Ayler when I found an old slip of paper with various passwords on it, including here, so I took it as a cosmic sign to have a pop in for a gander. It’s been quite sometime.
I for one miss your cosmic ramblings. Hope you feel you can stay
Thanks Loady. I never ‘left’ – just got a bit bored in all honesty and wandered off. I was on FB for a while (were we hooked up?) but finally binned that once and for all. Zuckerhuckster outshone even my dire ‘paranoid’ omens. I’m on twitter and try to avoid politics, being a non partisan political atheist and try to avoid all things politically correct on the advice of the SFWTBC Elf Medical Advisory Consultant ( yep – they’ve even infiltrated The Thin Place) on account of a severe third eye twitch that has finally started to settle down.
Yay! A missive from deepest zummerzet. Hi there Rob, nice to see you here again, how are the leys lying?
They were thrumming like a humming bird tanked on Peruvian Shake n Vac the other day Vulpsey! I got this thing called Amazon Prime, and watched The Grateful Dead doc on my laptop in my swimming shorts, with a bowl of mixed olives and other assorted refreshments! FAR & OUT, baby!
Rob,Rob,Rob, you ain’t gonna find Albert in that box -he’s dead.
No such thing as Dead, Junior my friend. He just dropped the ham tracksuit and became a being of astral sound. He was in the box. Right there. He’s everywhere.
Gas music from Jupiter! Everything you know is wrong!
The Plutonian Pube Chimes Quartet.
The Milky Way Mandolin Orchestra plays Theme From Spartacus and thirteen other cosmic party hits!
Ok so not available in Australia> click here to access US app store > this site is not available.
Fuck you Apple
I’ll give that a go later but I still love Radio Paradise, wonderfully eclectic.
https://www.radioparadise.com/mx-content.php?
Another vote for Radio Paradise here.
Not apparently listed on UK app store either.
Would have to access via web page, which seems a bit clunky. Maybe it’s on Tune-In?
Another one blocked to us Aussies it seems. I mean why ? What the fuck have we ever done?….ok don’t answer that.
The world is your oyster… https://nordvpn.com/special/deal/?gclid=CjwKCAjw-dXaBRAEEiwAbwCi5tEyOH9sP6SuoH59U83FW6mksSh2OZBJJHGyyCk_STYbxMRzgu_zbBoCazsQAvD_BwE
Getting to this point I think Lodes.
Works a treat for me in France — sometimes I even use the Australian server so I can watch MasterChef Oz live! Man, what I life I lead…
(ahem – *Vegemite*)
All out are you Rob – I will send you over a coupla tubs.
Thanks Junior. I’m fresh out. In Newquay I’m known as The Vegemite Pusher Man Goddamn, purveyor of the surfing community’s favourite sea monster repellent.
Well how serendipitous, @hare-bombadil 🙂
Check your Zoho email.
Dessicate, compress and sell it for hash. But dont get caught or you’ll be toast ( see what I did there?).
*sitar glissando*
‘Rickshaw For Wells!’
Y’know, it occurs to me … now the “boffins” have managed to turn our Home Computers into “radios” (as the young ‘uns say!) – how long before they find a way to turn out H.C’s into “tellies”? Titter ye not, Afterworders! Mark my words – the time will come when you’ll be able to “tune in” to The Good Life and other top telly progs, right there on your “H.C.”!!!
Jack Hargreaves is massive on Orion’s Belt.
It helps to hold his cords up. Oho!
Tamp that shag and suck it down
Who was the body-positive lady on that show? Bunty something?
Bunty James, even remembered her name. @H_P_Saucecraft
Hi astral plane to Rob too.
Eh up Hubes, old boy!
Ahem! ⬆︎
Gimme a chance Zipster!
😀
Bunty James was a right old souse, wasn’t she? I remember this episode – how to make powerful cocktails from household ingredients.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AdaeJbro8Rk
“B.J.” – *SNORK*!
Saucy and Rob in the same thread? What gives? It’s not another Drupal attack is it, and we’ve been thrown back into a previous time zone?
It’s like a dream come true, isn’t it?
We’ll always have Budleigh Salterton.
I never washed those cords, Rob. I put them on from time to time, when the longing for “a bit of Budleigh” gets too much. Cry like a fucking baby.
I sleep with a jar of pickled cornichons and a can of lighter fuel trying to grasp that evening one more time when the cruel calendar once again beckons my heart with nothing but memories.
Stop! Stop! That’s my heart you’re trampling over!
I can’t look at a pair of white trousers without hearing the sound of carp upon willow. It’s just too much to bear.
1970s Prog-Jazzer.
Bassist in a power trio with Stratfield Mortimer and Kirby Lonsdale
Kali Yuga, Bunglidude. Hunker down group hug time.
Manly hugs all round, Hare Ramsden, and all that vibe.
‘Sniff my jodhpured crevice, Hickock!’ *V*
Oh I say (Dan Maskell accent).
‘How’ ???!!!!!
CULTURAL APPROPRIATION! SEIZE HIM!
Rob’s back. Time to dig that Steve Hillage album out.
Om Nama Shivaya Mr C.
Back atcha Bro’ Carl.
Have a magick pakora!
Have this one.
Clear vinyl as I recall.
My favourite Hillage album, by some way.
Side 2 not recommended for the incontinent….. not saying I’m….. or that you are.. “as you were”
Superb stuff, Hubes
Have this on me. By far the best version:
What’s this ‘favourite’ thing?
What’s this favourite thing called, love?
Whiskers on kittens?
Drunken men, marooned in the Hebrides, sacrificing a calendar to Odin.
Jumpers for goalposts.
HELP! I’m trapped in a small box with weird blue type above me. Where is this place? Have I been spiked?
It’s the new architecture of the blog, Rob! The “backroom boffins” have apparently designed it with an Etch-A-Sketch (because the Spirograph was broken). The old blog cost like three zillion pounds in electric bills, and this one costs tuppence ha’penny.
WTF ?! Boxes are for assorted fruit and veg, but not in the same box at once, obviously, and NOT free thinking heads man!!!
This is outrageous. I have to detour back to the main page to escape the blue type box mindfuck. What’s been going down while I’ve been away? Has there been a coup?
[skein broadcast, MClear, tra@behind the hot water pipes, third washroom along]
x General Contact Unit Grey Area {Afterword Ah, Buggerit tendency, mine’s a pint}
o Rob C
C-a-l-m, bro. Things is generally copacetic.
zzzzzzssssttttttt….wvfff….wvfff….. krrrrrrchhhhhh…..
‘Man Found Eviscerated In Pub Car Park’
Is this thread about Oxford’s finest art rock band and their pre-millennial masterpiece?
Confused from Warrington.
Nah but that’s OK…