A week link

That was a hard day – I’m taking the rest of it off, what a day. First thing before I set off, the cat threw up all over the carpet, so I had to clean that up before I even went to work – then at work it was freezing, last week, it was so hot, I borrowed some tools to turn off the radiator, cos it was just so hot, then this week, it was freezing and I couldn’t turn it back on, so I assumed they’d turned it off next door, so I put in a complaint about that and waited and waited and nothing happened, then finally, later in the week, this guy with the tools came by and we turned it back on – just like that, I gone from frozen to no problems at all – which is bizarre, truly bizarre, no really, its great, really great! Thats a Donald Trump voice, doesn’t he keep saying things that are so dull, as if they were in fact perfectly normal and even a bit amazing to himself, like some kind of lie, that seems almost true if you say it in a daft voice and then repeat it over again wistfully? I cant stand that idiot, nor this one for that matter.


I find Trumps voice creeps into my head – its insidious, like the voice in the Ipcress file (not featured in this clip)

In the film, during the brainwashing, he “triggers” his victim with the words “Now Listen to Me – Listen to Me” then the poor victim does whatever he’s been programmed to do!

In my protest placard above, I’m using “Anglo Saxon” Jonson uses rhetoric, the language of the ruling class, my response here is much more working class, otherwise known as “rude” but he’d still understand the message! Both these idiots talk crap cos they’re liars!

Now, where was I? Oh yeah, last night, I watched this documentary about Leonard Cohen, pretty good, I saw it on the iPlayer, but you can probably find it elsewhere.

Thats quite a beautiful film, if you’re at all interested in flower power, romantic poets and all that, great! Really good!

I’m not old enough to know about his earlier career, but I remember thinking this was a good one in his later years, really good lyrics! “When they said Repent – I wonder what they meant!” 

That’s great! There was a Cohen song used brilliantly in a movie called Exotica, its got nudity this clip – really sleazy film but with a great message!

Seriously tho, the documentary is very tasteful and highly recommendable, give it a whirl if you find the time.

Anyhow, thats Leonard Cohen dealt with – good film, good after feeling on that one.

I looked up 80’s pop group “Talk Talk” this week, very good! I always knew they were ok, but its another one I never got round to checking out properly. Seems to me, Talk Talk predate Radiohead and Portishead, therefore they’re better than both of them! 

Talk Talk are right moody, 

Can’t argue with that can you? LOL Anyhow, I cant say much about them, but I played about 40 songs on utube while I was doing some painting, and I got the impression the lyrics are mature and intelligent, and kind of self tortured a bit – I don’t really torture myself in my life, (I usually find others do that for free) 

Here’s one that jumped out at me, really unusual choral backing vocals!

There’s a 3 album pack of theirs available quite cheap, I might buy it, I feel like I’m going a bit mad tho, buying all this 80s music, its weird, I’m still buying new music too, but I feel like half of me wants the old and the other half the new – thats weird!

New albums out by a couple of other favourites at the moment, but the real groundbreaking stuff seems to be obscure stuff like this – I like the recorder on the end – sounds like a child blowing an irritating repeat, but clever of them to use it like that! Evokes something from way back non?

Here’s something new I just got in the post today 🙂


End of Summer? or just the beginning?

Just been for a wonderful bike ride, (motorbike) Its not been running too great this summer, what with one thing and another – we haven’t had the best weather really, there was a heatwave a month or 2 ago, where it was just too hot really to enjoy, so we really only had a week or 3 of what you’d call good English summer, not even that I’d have thought? 

English summer is one of those things to get nostalgic about, when its perfect, its nice to go out and sit under an oak tree and have a picnic, thats the sort of thing everyone sort of remembers doing in some distant corner of their mind, but never actually did do – it was probably something you saw on Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, on TV – in the middle of winter!


Anyhow, I’d had all these little problems with the weather, and the bike, I had to fix this part, and I got that done ok, but then another problem flared up, and I assumed it was something I’d done wrong, which was a worry. With an engine, its good if its all running perfect, you don’t have much to worry about do you – but if its not, you know you got to get it sorted, or it’ll get worse, or maybe it won’t, but you don’t know that do you? 

If its running perfect, its no worries, but if its not, you got to look into it really, unless you just don’t have a clue, or care or whatever. So anyhow, I had this bike since new, we done 70 thousand happy miles together, without hardly any real bad problems, I just love this bike, things have been so good for us 2 together, but then when there’s something wrong, you can’t really relax. When its wrong, in the riding position, you just feel a little strange, like you’re on the bike, rather than in it, or with it or whatever.

Its not that easy to explain, its tension I suppose, or mild stress. I cant even understand myself sometimes, but when everything is right, it just feels so good to be out there carving round corners and blazing off down roads and so on. 

So I was just feeling so good, I know this is going to sound weird to some of you, and many religious people wouldn’t countenance marrying a bike, but I feel the time has come! 😀 ❤ 😀

Pretty Pretty Boys . .

Its hot here in the UK today, sweltering! I was just packing up at work and they were playing Hotel California by the Eagles on the radio, I just caught the line “She got lots of pretty pretty boys, she calls friends” and it made me chuckle, what does it all mean? 

I love the guitar solo on the end, but the lyrics, is it about a whore house? Or just about losing it in general? 

You know, I once looked up the UK number one song for the week of my birth – House of the Rising Son by the Animals! 

I got a better story than that tho, when I was a kid in school, (I’m talking about little school, which means up to 11 years of age) we went to the local village school, and as it was only a mile to walk, we were able to go home for lunch. Actually, I was one of the few who did this in my year group, most kids had school diners, and playtime, I guess most peoples mums worked, but mine was home, so I’d just go home and eat there. By the end of each day, I’d wind up having walked 4 miles. Mum was a tough Scot, so I was obliged to see myself as a tough Scot too! 

 I wore short trousers – as in shorts. All the other kids, wore long trousers by the time they were out of primary level, which would have been about 7 or 8 years or whatever, but me, I was’nae fussed about yer long trousers, they’re for southern wimps, and I was from tougher stock that I’ll tell ye!

Walking home in my shorts (kilt I mean) walking 4 miles a day, with my pipes over my braw shoulder, even if it was snowing or freezing around the knees, it did’nae bother me, on account of the glens and the heather,  & ma wee lassie waiting for me to come back after diner, with ma bagpipes blaring. My girlfriend at the time was the only girl in the school with a Scottish mother, so of course she understood the situation and admired my heroic struggle – both of us descended from the Black Watch is pretty hard core FYI. 

So anyhow, every day around 12pm, all the kids would rush out into the playground screaming and playing or going to get their school diners or whatever else they did,  and you’d hear the wailing sound of bagpipes starting up as I set off on my heroic journey home for lunch – I wasn’t wearing shorts ye fool – its a kilt! Call it what it is! Ma Dirk tucked into ma wee sock, to get ma’ oats and offal which I’d keep warm in ma wee sporran! 

Years later mum told me she sent us to school in shorts, cos she thought otherwise I might get Rickets! Thats more something from the 1930’s + 40’s than the 60’s + 70’s


The thing about . . .

Hi all, I had a good week, having fixed my motorbike which was ailing, now I just have to fix this computer!

Now I don’t know how many of you have considered 80’s pop group Haircut 100? The singer (Nick Heyward) also had a lot of success as a solo artist, so I shall intersperse my ramblings with some spectacularly lovely songs by them & him.  (there’s no relation between the text and the songs)

We all think we know about psychopaths, but what do we really know? Psycho’s have dopamine in their brains just like anyone else surely? They must have that urge and response thing going on – or else they wouldn’t become so notorious. They tell us psychos feel no remorse or shame or whatever, but thats not unlike many of us I think, if something isn’t all that wrong, don’t beat yourself up about it, cos you know everyone else does it too – so where do you draw the line? After all, you don’t have to physically and personally kill someone to be somehow responsible for what goes on beyond your personal space.

Anyhow, I was just thinking, about Empathy, and Sympathy, its easy to be sympathetic, most people develop that early on in life, but empathy is more sophisticated, like say when someone gets their foot run over by a bus, there’s a part of you that goes “oh, poor person, that must hurt!” Then theres the more sophisticated response, which you develop as you get older, thats where you go “Oh, I see that persons foot is entirely flattened by that bus, therefore I deduce, “Thats gotta hurt!” But I would say surely the intellectual youngster could make that assumption early on in life, and not even bother with the more immature response of “ow, your foot hurts, and now mine is twitching on account of yours”

I suppose that the real difference between sympathy and empathy is you take it on board more, and change the way you live, rather than just think, oh, fuckit, can’t be helped – not my problem etc.

I do find that confusing, I think when my foot gets run over, I usually prefer to get some sympathy rather than empathy, unless its a doctor of course, an overly sympathetic doctor who has no empathy whatsoever would be utterly useless. So I guess an empath would be required, and perhaps a sympathetic nurse on the side for good measure?

Anyhoo, I was just thinking about how they say that psychos don’t know what they are, cos in their minds they think they’re just like everyone else – they actually develop their very own mirror system of caring and sharing based on what they see others doing – presumably involving the release of dopamine or lack of, depending on situations and circumstances – in the end, you cant hardly tell them from the normal ones.

Oh, if you’re already serving a lengthy jail sentence for having murdered a bunch of people, then its easy for everyone around you to mark you out as different, but what if you haven’t yet murdered anyone? Or perhaps you have, but didn’t get caught or feel really bad about it?

You know, if I were to get married, I’d not want to be thinking about making sure everyone had a good day – I’d want to be just thinking oh wow, I look so great! Another thought I had about long term things, commitment and all that – I’m fiercely loyal and never break allegiances unless another person makes me feel better. 🙂

Sometimes I wonder, what is the difference between people and machines? Just hear me out before you judge me – machines when they malfunction can be very unpredictable and annoying, I feel that people malfunction just as machines do, or act cranky & strange if they’re designed to do apparently useless complex things I can’t understand. What if its actually me thats malfunctioning and not them? How would I know? Is murder really murder under those circumstances, or just a form of vandalism? Maybe that question is too deep for one such as I?

Another thing about psychos I found interesting, I remember this woman on TV, she had been the partner of a notorious psycho, she said that the guy was very good in bed, and had really brought her out of her shell. Only thing that was strange about him was that right after sex, he would want to disappear, go and run or whatever, and now she’s thinking that makes sense, on account of the self reflections of guilt I suppose, but then surely if he were a true psycho, he wouldn’t be feeling bad about things in any depth – on the other hand, perhaps there are different levels of psycho within the individual.

Well thats my understanding of it, I think that psychos are like pretty immature – or could seem mature in some of their actions, but locked within an immature brain space, (so ultimately good in one way and bad in another) – not unlike most of us –  who knows what other parts of our minds we don’t have access too, simply because we are as yet unaware.

But can a sleeping psycho be awoken? Why yes of course! But is that wise? Well, who knows?  We don’t hardly have much choice do we?

Holiday Snaps!

Ok, pay attention – here’s my holiday snaps!

We went to the Forest of Dean, it’s about 200 miles south – that may not seem like far, but in this country, it is! Down there, they talk in a different accent, up here they do too, in the middle bit is where I come from, where they speak normal, so its always fun to hear all these oddities!

Here’s the hotel, its a really old Inn, been there so long, God probably lived there first!

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It had a really nice garden which was good for eating food or drinking – the weather was exceptionally hot, so that makes a change too!

Across the road was the river Wye, after which the area called “The Wye Valley” is known

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That was behind this little church, which is very ancient I think, or something, dedicated to this saint I forgot the name of

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Down the road, there’s this pub called “Ye Old Ferrie Inn” where you can get a ferry for £!. or just have a meal and some of their home made cider, which was so delicious, I walked back there for another pint the next night 🙂 Also went a bit mad taking photos, cos they seemed to come out good 🙂

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Next day we went to Monmouth, just over the border in Wales. There’s a weird bridge thats like really old, and a church from god knows when, but also really old.

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After that, we went to Puzzle Wood, which is where Tolkien went to get ideas about Lords of the Rings, and where bits of Star Wars and loads of other films and TV shows used for locations, like Dr Who, and Harry Potter etc

I took 100 photos in there – suck it up losers !!! 😀 😀

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After that we went to this cave thing, which was just down the road, and to Lyndey, a town with an old port thats being done up – then onto a sculpture park on the way back to base.

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Next day we went up Symonds Yat rock, where you get good views etc

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There was a butterfly farm across from the hotel, so here’s some of those – check them out, you know you want too! (They’re very nice)

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Oh yeah, we went to this castle something or other, there’s some close ups of some birds nesting which was good!

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Finally, on the way home, which was day 4, we stopped off at Gloucester, in the cathedral, they were getting ready for the 3 choirs thing, which happens every 3 years, the choirs of Worcester, Gloucester and Hereford battle it out in a last choir standing kind of festival of choral anarchy!

Three Choirs Enter  –  One Choir Leaves .  .  .

LOL Thats how I always understood it, but actually its a very old thing they been doing for 300 years or so. When I did a course on Art History, there was one of the choir masters teaching there, he told its its madly competitive – but of course thats not what its about at all – (yeah right!)

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I like it when they put all those flags in the cathedrals and churches and they just rot away – love it! Patriotism in the churches, all dying away slowly, I find that pleasing – spooky, romantic! Anyhow, also included there a trip round the docks and photographing everything that moves, or don’t move too. I don’t know what you got over there, but its crap! We got it all here! 😀 😀 Isn’t it great? I didn’t even know what I was doing! Just going around photographing stuff! Good holiday, yeah, not bad at all, thanks for viewing – and I trust you all viewed each and every one, and examined them thoroughly! XX


For anyone who doesn’t have a slideshow viewer off their phone gadget or whatever, there’s no escape, I shall post the whole lot in a list on the link here!


Oh yeah, time for a nice song!

With a Little Luck

It depends on your consciousness what you’re going to do in life, what you dream of and how far you’ll chase that dream. 

What can be achieved is astonishing considering how young people are when they start out.

So anyhow I was thinking that as I woke up & this song by Paul McCartney came into the back of my mind, what a strange thing to be dreaming about – It seemed to waft up from the recess of my mind, so I don’t know if the song inspired the thoughts I was having, or the other way around. Anyhow, not heard this one for a lot of years, it’s as if it’s from a different life away.

But that’s not the video I see when I hear that song – I see swirling abstract colour, stars & rocking horses! I really don’t know how my mind works or what it really wants, hmm, seaside ice cream! 😋

I got to think about my motorbike, she’s very unwell, I’m not really your loverman, not in the current timeframe, I’m a bikerman, but I do find myself dreaming sometimes. 

Kentucky Fried Movie!

I saw this film years ago, and this one scene stuck in my mind all these years! There’s men who drink and care, men who drink and dont care, men who dont drink and don’t care, men who . . . .and so on! I just thought it was such a deep thing this sketch which really has virtually no meaning! LOL


Here’s some more scenes, this movie is just really mixed up sketches, its a mish mash of nonsense and fun 🙂





No Blood!

I don’t know who I am anymore, a sense of foreboding precedes me, I feel everyone is watching me meticulously, and then in the next moment I’m invisible. 

Cico Buff

This is all ridiculous, perhaps I shouldn’t have watched that Cure concert on TV the other week? Or else its the motorbike, its old, and its getting to that point where you don’t know wether the fun of riding still outweighs the trouble of maintenance? I been here before, I once reached a point where I decided to have no motorbike was better for me. When you have a motorbike, you can ride away from all your troubles, while that may seem a great thing, only the motorbike gets your full attention, other troubles mount and are left untended, and well, you can figure out for yourself what may come of that. Madness, insanity and death!


Anyhow, I think I may have fixed what was troubling me, its only temporary of course, so here’s wishing everyone a good weekend – may the blood not spurt! 

Cocteau Twins played my home town back in ye mists of the past, but I didn’t go, because I thought they were the Thomspon Twins! Bah! What a mistake – we rarely had any good live bands back then, and this one was declared gig of the year in the national music press!! Seriously! The national music press! I used to read that, looking for good gigs in London, when gig of the year was in my own home town and I didn’t even know!!

On the Road!

When you meet someone who says they’re not good in relationships – believe them.

This was a quote I once saw, it seems a good idea, after all, one could avoid a whole lot of trouble. On the other had, if you chose not to believe them, it might turn out fine after all, I mean, if you believe it, straight away they’re “on the list” (looney) – also, you’d be missing out on a whole lot of interesting mindfulness – I mean, if you were just like really oblivious and happy at all times, wouldn’t that be all a bit nihilist? 

Well anyway, I didn’t come on here to talk about real relationships, I wanted to talk about fantasy ones. 

I don’t know about you women,  but I expect you’re all just as bad as men when you meet someone that absolutely pushes all the right buttons, then tells you “no, you’re not for me” – well it leaves a slightly odorous aftertaste. One might go into shadow for a while, mulling it over, lurking in the background others seem to think “Who is that guy over there?” Why is he always lurking around in shadows? Why doesn’t he live? 

There’s no turning back – on the road

A bit Dire

Killer on the Road!


The Living Dead

Hells Bells! 

Haha, that was fun! Its so easy to compile a mix when you have access to utube, this is more like my kind of thing! LOL

Poison Summer

Summer so far has been a bit poop, due to the weather, and that got me thinking about that song about the Poison Summer, so I googled it, and its not got the word poison in it at all – its a misheard lyric! I’m sort of a little disappointed, cos I thought the idea of a Poison Summer song was a pretty good one, it appealed to my darker imaginings of what the song was about. “After the poison Summer has gone”

Anyhow, turns out its by the guy out of the Eagles, I guess the clue was in the title, but I think he should re-record it properly, don’t you?



Then I got thinking about what other songs there are in my memory, and I thought of this one, which I thought was by Robert Palmer, but its actually 2 guys out of 10cc! Its a good song, I like the woah, woah, woah, parts!



So then I got to thinking what other songs did Robert Palmer do / not do?  Turns out there’s loads – he’s not far behind the mighty Phill Collins in terms of hits!

He started out in the 60’s, there’s something about those old guys, they seemed to be able to put songs together in a way that people from later generations can’t. I think its to do with the self confidence which was rife at the time, pop music being fresh and new and all that.

His big hits started in the 80’s, here he sounds quite new wave, I suppose he would have been 30ish.



I remember this one too, I thought it was probably Joe Jackson or someone, its cool 🙂



In 2003 he had a fatal heart attack aged 54.   He was married twice, this second time, he married a girl who’s checklist of questions potential lovers had to answer were

Do you have a job?

Do you have furniture?

Do you know who Robert Palmer is?

She said it was all a fun joke, but it turned into something when she actually met him! Good line anyhow, I’d have gone for that too! (were I Robert Palmer, with a job and furniture)

Anyway, here’s another I’d have guessed was by him if I’d been paying attention better, another good song with originality!


Well everyone knows this one, but you got to include it dont ya! 😀 😀