Almost Ready.............

Sorry about the absence, I've been rather occupied of late. Or is that just too fucking lazy to post? A bit of both maybe............................. Anyway, I'll be back soon, regaling you all with more tales of the expected. Hold on tight! Heroes & Villains by The Beach Boys. There are a couple of versions of this song floating around on general release, but this isn't one of them. It's at least two, if not more.................... I found it on an old tape of Smile bootleg material I made about a hundred years ago. I think I cobbled it together using the edit facility on a now deceased Sony minidisc. Let's just say that the 'acid casualty doo-wop' feel has been ramped up to eleven on this one..................... ;)

A Quick One..........

..........Before the off-licence shuts.

As you may have guessed, I'm still broadbandless, thanks to Virgin and their utter, utter cack-handedness. Fuck you and the grinning buck-toothed cunt you rode in on!!!

Understandably I just cancelled it and I'm looking at other options. Any thoughts?

Youtube is Hole. Just after they were unlistenable and just before they thought they were Fleetwood Mac. Absolute Bliss.

The Following People Are Hereby Banned From This Blog........

.........David Duff

That's it.




I jest, no body's banned. Not even everyones favourite old scrote Duff, a man who's been ejected from more blogs than I've had disappointments in life . You see, I only wish I had people to ban. My last tracker reading was twelve (count 'em) visitors to this blog in the past 24 hours. Fuck! Not even the random blog hoppers and spammers want to know. I do content myself with the fact that the same folk pop in each day (probably), but it's not enough godammit!!! That said, at least I've not got to the stage of inventing people to comment on my blog, though I'd say it's not far off..............

It doesn't help that I'm posting as infrequently as this dissolute cunt. I predict a small flurry of nonsense posted around the time I move in to the flat, to make up for my current mutedness.

It seems certain items of post have been received at my 'new hoose'. I don't like the sound of that, it feels like i'm being tracked. For the past fifteen years, I've felt almost invisible and it's been rather pleasant. Now they know who I am and where I live. I'll always remember the day I finally signed my soul over to the Satan.

He works at the A____ N_______. Lovely guy, Ibrox season ticket holder, lives in Newton Mearns, eats his young..................


Ok, I won't be in tomorrow night as I have a wedding reception to attend. I'll leave you with some good old fashioned sick 'n' twisted God Fearin' Gospel Joy...........



...........and this little oddity

New Blog

Derelict

I'll have some stuff up on it tomorrow night.

Cheers!