Thursday, February 28, 2008

Punk Musings From A Bygone Age

As found on glorious munterspace - thank you to the beautiful and clever Namalee (Fashion icon, creator of Super Super, daughter of Rat Scabies and all round good egg).


Friday, February 22, 2008

This Week In Munterspace

It is still my heart's desire to get the word Munterspace (my rapidly catching on slang for Myspace) into the Oxford English Dictionary before I die. And talking of glorious Munterspace - this week my top friend requests have come from none other than flame-haired crooneress Carole Decker and T'Pau - the real Carol Ladies and Gentlemen. For some reason I find this absolutely hilarious. If there are any fans out there I have noticed that you can catch Carol and T'Pau (currently on international tour) here:

Lovely Pontins Canvey Island on 29th Feb. One of my other friend requests this week has been from none other than:

- or S.O.S if you want to have it spelled out in studs on a wristband as it is too long to go round otherwise. Here is a picture of when Gav (Guitar and Backing Vocals) met with Rick Parfitt of Status Quo.

I must say Rick looks a little bemused and his body language isn't very forthcoming is it?

While we are on the subject of music, I saw a very badly mis-spelt sign backstage at The Brits this week.

A bit of a worry really considering this was a warning sign for a series of very big and dangerous explosive pyrotechnic rigs. Thank you to my great friend and creative partner in crime Cafe Del Nightmare who I relied on to take the photo on his beautiful new iphone because I was too lazy to take it with mine (not an iphone).

Things that have been bothering me this week are:

what is white cider? I assumed it was just a form of turps in a brown plastic bottle with lightening on the side to make it look nice. I thought cider was golden or cloudy? Perhaps that's what happens when you drink white cider - everything goes a bit cloudy and fuzzy?

that I logged onto yesterday and actually commented on a news piece. I don't know what came over me. I have joined the ranks of weirdos that write how pleased they are for Jennifer Lopez and her skeletor husband that they have had twins. Brain bleach brain bleach please. I will not do it again. Although I did quite enjoy the feature on The Bride of Wildenstein - now she is the munter of all munternessness!

Better go. I think I have said enough.


Saturday, February 16, 2008

Popcorn Fart

Today I put maize in a pan and watched it pop. Then I found this....from Gerry Phillips.....who 'has been playing with his hands for 38 years'. Right. Yeeees.....


Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I'm Loving.....


Debbie can you keep the noise down, I'm trying to watch telly!


Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Reasons To Be Cheerful

I love the silver and black Marilyn wallpaper of Maxim's Sex Shop in Soho and I have been meaning to photograph it for years. I haven't ventured into the shop proper. Somehow I don't think their budget extended to classy wallpaper for the main shop do you? What if they decide to give it a bit of a spruce up and paint over it in Magnolia or Misty Buff - it would be such a shame.

I went for a walk.

Anna and Pat - Pat and Anna. They obviously feel enough for each other to do this:

I must go and see if it is still there this week. Perhaps taxpayers money extends to bolt-cutting people's padlocked love for each other off random London bridges? Perhaps Pat or Anna might get fed up and have to do it themselves one day?

My favourite font of all time - because it reminds me of the beauty of Letraset and a bygone age:

If you want to know how to write or spell 'wet paint' in Chinese - please refer here:

Or you could lose yourself in these reflections instead:

Or you could look down and watch this person having a quiet moment by the river instead:

Then you could look up and see the beautiful lanterns fluttering in the breeze (again):

Or just go somewhere else and work out which one you've got. I've got that one, that one and that one...



Saturday, February 09, 2008

Chinese Lanterns A GoGo

08 Feb 08....

I walk through Chinatown most days.

Yesterday it was beautiful.

Happy Year of The Rat.

Click here for predictions. I'm a Fire Horse - what are you?

Here is something rat orientated - amazing live footage of The Stranglers performing at the Battersea Park Festival in 1978. The tenuous link is that one of the first album's I ever bought is still one of my all time favourites - Rattus Norvegicus.

Wasn't that great?


Thursday, February 07, 2008

Scratch Scratch Scratch

Does anyone know what those weird little scratched messages were called on the inside run-off on vinyl pressings and why people scratched them? One of the best things about buying a record was to read the middle scratched 'secret message' before one played it. Was it the Presser or the QC guy. Is this where the The Buzzcocks got the phrase Spiral Scratch from? Can I ask anymore questions? Yes I can. If Hillary and Obama were completely neck and neck and had to join forces do you think they would call themselves O Bummary? I do hope so.


Yeah Boooyyyyzzzzzz!

Yes - it a Flavor Flav alarm clock. Instead of waking up to John Humphries or Sarah Kennedy (if you are that way inclined...god she off the sauce yet?) or an annoying buzz you can wake up to Flavor Flav ex-wearer of massive comedy clock around his neck dancer/rapper with Public Enemy. Believe it or not - these are very rare and there is one up for grabs on ebay here.

I think I have to have it. Imagine waking up every morning to someone shouting "Fight the Power!" Apparently Flavor Flav topped the People Magazine's Poll of America's Top Ten Ugliest People - that's not very nice is it? He seems to have now cornered the market in reality tv specials and sitcom so he can't be doing that badly. A friend of mine worked with him years ago and said "He is mad but he's really nice!".


Wednesday, February 06, 2008

A Song For Super Tuesday

Gil-Scott Heron - genius and political commentator of modern time.


Monday, February 04, 2008

Shameful Admission a la Betty and Geoff

Cheadle's finest clog-dancing blogging duo Betty'n'Geoff started it. I have been mulling it over for weeks - the ten worst guilty pleasures in your record collection. I think I can do better than that - I admit that I own this little shameful little ditty on 7" vinyl. I bought it with my own money earned working Saturday's in a self-service supermarket in Barnes (London) called Walton Hassell and Port. It was next to Olympic Studios so we used to get lots of rockers in buying Kraft pasties and Primula spread. I had to wear a nylon gingham housecoat thing that gave me awful static. I think it was all the volume mousse I used to put in my growing out disaster of a perm that exacerbated it. Anyway, here it is - as Frank Carson used to say "It's a cracker!". And check out the boiler doing the high kick in pink metallic frock. Classy!

I think I liked it as my first proper boyfriend "Daaaaave" not Dave, Daaaaaaave looked like Nick Heyward.

Oh the shame.