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I first met him in a pub in Stoke Newington. I was lounging back on a sofa, then he got up to go to the bar and I was like, "Fuck, I thought he was standing"

Jesus, you must have been off your face.

97: VAGINA DENTATA ORGAN – “TRIUMPH OF THE FLESH” LP I was raised Roman Catholic. I’m actually named after St Martin de Porres – the first mixed-race person to be canonised, and patron saint of racial equality and social justice – so cut me some slack on the Oi! records. Apparently St Martin...

Singing along to the first 3 albums with a load of drunk Pogues fans in Kentish Town was one of life's great pleasures. But for the non-Pogues fans:

99: VARIOUS - “DUB CHILL OUT” CD Cheapo CD compilations are people too, and we’ll abide no musical snobbery here! Oh OK, just not about this one. It's a great example of how packaging can make all the difference: if Dub Chill Out had come out on Blood & Fire or Soul Jazz…or hadn’t been called...

As I was telling Pearsall at the Society of Dilettanti Xmas lunch: the music biz is a bigger plague on humankind than monkeypox. Coke-bloated liggers, pissers and kiss-me-arses, all the way from Bandcamp to the BBC. Behold: a decrepit necropaedophile fumbling in a teenybopper’s drawers on TOTP...

Extended wake, still in full swing

Pointy-head priests. Probably No.1 for Catholic bling, beating out Italy with the Calanda drums. Bunuel and Dali were cool. I've only been next door to Gibraltar, which is like the Anti-Spain. When I went, I mentioned the impending 'handover' that Blair was blathering on about in the news. I...

I'm usually pretty good with dates, but I still sort of see Amerie's '1 Thing' as 'recent'

The Luther Blissett mob in Italy did some stuff in that vein - I think there was one prank where they sent off some gore pics they'd found on a dodgy site, pretending it was conceptual art by a made-up Serbian artist (with a joke manifesto), and a load of arty-farties fell for it. Also...

Where are you calling?

I think the pile of bricks was years before, and a good example of one that was brought up frequently on TV and in the rags to ridicule modern art. @HMGovt’s Glorious Return! 's post reminded me, there was a bit of disquiet over the Chapman Bros - not sure what art critics found worse, the kid...

Hope White Stripes paid Ruts DC royalties for this blatant swipe:

Maybe it says something about cuts to arts funding in the UK, or I'm just out of the loop, but I actually can't remember the last time there was a proper "call this art?? waste of taxpayers' money/ban this filth" furore in the news. Maybe the last one was the portrait of Myra Hindley made from...

The Dada Manifestation at the Salle Berlioz in 1920 sounds like it was fun - deliberate venue overcrowding and audience-baiting with a very loud klaxon, pissing off the audience so much that they drowned out the performance of the play First Celestial Adventure of Mr Disprin with boos (and...

At least when skydiving goes wrong, you get a nice view on the way out. Don't get the appeal of caving at all...even if there's no incident, what then. an anecdote about spending two hours wriggling through a fissure? Also, something Icarian and heroic about tumbling from the clouds, compared to...

At least a second-hand Lada Samara. In what way(s)?

I don't think I'm any more moronic than I was before. In fact, 2020/21 was probably the closest I got to pure gnosis. But other people? Yeah...synapses frazzled beyond repair. CEOs who can barely string a sentence together. People at work asking me things that I explained in the previous email...

Yeah, once - some old bloke got drugged and robbed in New Orleans and was trying to fly back to Arizona without any cash or cards. I let him call his unimpressed wife on my mobile, and gave him $20. He was a jackass - a couple of flirty young girls approached him in a bar, and he was so...