'people seem to like me because I'm polite, and I am rarely late...'

Prepare yourself for more of this guy in the near future. Anchorman 2 is coming.

Whedon

Spin magazine (on the telephone, babay)

SPIN has had a makeover (a re-fit, a re-jiggle as Roots Manuva once said).

Along with Mojo, one of the only good music mags left. Check it out.

new booklet coming soon

Front-footed frontside footplant

from chromeball.

and done... (pt2)

I keep forgetting -
always aim for the transition on the way down.

and done...

RIP Ralph McQuarrie

Star Wars - and I mean ALL of Star Wars, would never have been what it was or what it is today if not for three people; Ben Burtt, John Williams and Ralph McQuarrie. Forget George Lucas, I'm not even joking. Try watching any scenes without either the score or sound FX and nothing works - there's no soul to any of it. But preceding any of that is the look of the SW universe and that - all of that - came from the mind and massive talent that was Ralph McQuarrie.

You look at any of the paintings from the Original Film and the sets they ended up making, the characters are pretty much 90% what he created. It's the entire base for what most guys my age wanted to dress like when they were kids. Kids in the 50's watched westerns and copied that, McQuarrie essentially created the new cowboys for sci-fi fans everywhere.

More on Aintitcool.

Written from...

Written from within the relative safety of an ongoing superiority complex.

The reasons my eyes look so dark

To you

Are in no particular order, as follows;

Daylight

Darkness

Buses

Trains

Babies

Mothers

Absentee fathers

Absentee friends

Alcoholic tendencies

No dancing

No running

Banks

Bosses

Their bosses

Their bosses

And so on

Impatience

Insecurity

Damaged synapses

Rerouted thought patterns

Roadblocks thrown up by dead men

The dentist

The doctor

Typewriters

Computer keyboards

Basho

Buk

Childish

Rollins

Stipe

Wilson

And the rest

Cocaine

MDMA

Marijuana

Other people’s cigarettes

Other people’s roll-ups

Caffeine

Fear

Disillusionment

Abandonment

Overcompensation

Joy

Love

Principles

Adrenaline

Painting

Sculpture

Horror

Melted clocks and movie theatres

Intelligence

And understanding of the souls of men

And women

I could go on

But I have somewhere to be

And so do

You.

100 Club

Dissident live at the 100 Club. Feb 17th 2012.

shiny

Carlsbad

first day back at work

after a week off, making me feel like this:

Finitempathy.


It is just that much easier
To not read the paper
Watch the TV news
To turn the page and channel and
Other cheek

It is just that much easier to say no
Than it is to nod politely like a goddamn priest
Every minute of the day
Better to accommodate only a fraction of requests
And plead the fifth for the
Rest

And your pretence will
Not
Go unrewarded
Your empty heart will thank you
For these actions
And you will feel free
And you will be free

It is correct that no man
Is an island
We are in actuality vast continents
Countries to be won over by years of war
If we were to allow it

We are full of love and understanding
Too much
Too soon
Too far
Too quick to help
And then to regret the
Same

It is just that much easier to say no
Than it is to nod politely
Subordinately
Year in and out to the edge
Better to accommodate only a fraction of requests
And plead the fifth for the
Rest.

Not For You. [Dir. Cameron Crowe]

Angelo Dundee, 1921-2012

Real

Loving this guy at the moment.

Bones

Zero point fluctuation.

Indecision hangs all around

A rolling fog

As regular as the twelve bar blues

A metronomic impact fractures bones like plaster

The surface cracks in tiny increments

The degraded facade

And the ice comes

Low pressure

From overseas to underfoot

Under radar

The animal senses on override

They all begin to flee

Curtains get drawn

Windows boarded up

Layers of clothes added to layers of clothes

Fires stoked and candles lit

A stockpiling of all things that

Will burn

And the ice comes

Approaching like a childhood memory

An unconscious event best forgotten

It rises back up through cracks in the floorboards

And the men sense nothing

While the ubermensch knows all

And prepares

Regresses his mood

Retreats into himself

All negative energy and positive reality

Becomes null within the void

Synapse activity lessens as

The best of us become still

And wait for this season

To pass overhead

Knowing that the centre star

Will absolve us of

All this agony.

the chz

Some randoms added to the chz images blog.

My other blog that continues to lack both rhyme and reason.

Gig

Find yourself 8 quid and get down to this in February:

Several eyes smiling into the golden door of heaven.

I am in retrograde orbit

As parchment disintegrates in the rain

Drops

I am bruised fruit

And sweet and soft and living underneath

Shiny

Green apples

I am the furthest place from home

The space between as the

Space between proton and

Electron

I am the fallen mountain

The smoking volcano

I am the hours it takes to breathe in

And out again 100 times.

Skelethon

coming soon.

Have you seen them?

This'll be a good view for us old timers...

The Bones Brigade: An Autobiography

Premieres at the Sundance Festival on the 21st January



Opening today at all 11 Gagosian galleries around the world,

including two in London, Hirst's spot paintings are taking over

the planet. Hirst has produced almost 1,500, and currently has

a team of assistants working on one with a million spots that

will take over nine years to complete.

Crimble tunes

Yes it's January... I'm on the ball as ever, here are the current tunes accompanying my daily post-Xmas commute:

Good News

that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about.