ps: Whomsoever spoteth the DELIBERATE typo above (I think there’s only one, DELIBERATELY) wins a punnet of magick pakoras and a weekend of whelk sexing and/or otter kit combing in an abandoned European reservoir […]

That said, whilst PC Deathstar was somewhat bamboozled at such unexpected compliance, even suppine self degradation no less, from the legendary Kshatriya of whom throughout the aeons of the multiverse ballads have […]

I’ve been ruminating on mopeds these past moons. I may be geeting too old for the hassles of a driving test, plus another few years of physical recovery and occasional chemo fog (can be quite amusing when you get […]

Eternal reflections of IT, You, Me. Immanent and yet transcendent so are we. Indra’s Net, dig @Kaisfatdad? TAT TVAM ASI. You’re either on the chara or off the chara. In our temporoary guise as Vishnu we must not […]

Good point. Very cruel. I forgot that. A dacshund perhaps?

I’m a cat man, but I do love dogs as well. Best avoid a Chihuahua as apparently they are the most destructive of dogs when it comes to furniture. A bit like a having a 1970 Beaver rock band in your house. […]

A rikshaw in Lochinver during monsoon season… erotic love play with a tin of Wiatrose Spicy Sardines under a Barry Sheen duvet cover and the doleful gaze of a dying blue bottle converting to Manchaeism, stuck […]

AWs? Fussy aggressive in a sort of Reginald Christie wearing a ‘Fuck Roger’ t-shirt sort of way…

Hy Brasil, after the magnetic polar shift. I could get it down there for sure.

Turtle Sorbet.

I fail to see how The Doors could have continued with any credibility if Jim Morrison hadn’t passed so young. They wouldn’t have got far just rolling out their barrell house blues thing indefinitely, and the […]

Very fine album indeed that’s getting a lot of play here.

The Joe Boyd ISB remasters from a few years back are definitive. Absolutely.

I doubt it. My phone is not ‘smart’ and lives in my underwear drawer when not in active service as a pocket public phone box. They can bugger off with their pointless Orwellian arsewitterations.

Pretty good thanks Fitter. Hope you are too, ps: not jazz double bass. That is beyond cool, when not played by the potato faced tantric lute spanker.

Well, if that’s your attitude I shall stay inside, put my hat on, and my very cool retro sunglasses, and peer at you, standing outside hatless, through my letterbox flap whilst I mutter barely audible profanities […]

I have an anti-Eno ray gun.

I’m really sorry to hear of your very sad loss Nigel. Love, prayers and of course, a firm and heartfelt astral hug. x

I love a blast of Buddy. More so than Elvis (which isn’t to in any way denigrate the marvellous latter in the ‘who was better/more cool – the true King’ nonsense). So much excellent music. I love music as time […]