The Auction

I had this dream where I went to this auction to sell my stereo, I was hopeful to get a good price, but then it sold for just £40. So I was a bit disappointed, but I needed the money, so I was willing to accept it, what else could I do? Anyhow, when I went to talk to the auctioneer, he said well I’d advise you to hold on till later, the British public are a bit frivolous at the moment, and you might do better? Well I thought how can I do better? The guys won the bid, and its not really in my favour, so I was a bit confused. 

So anyhow, I went on to think about how hard life is and how we have to put up with all this crap about how we have to accept what we get and we don’t get any good stuff, and some people have got even less than others already struggling, and what a nightmare it all is how much people have to miss out on, how rigged the system is and all that stuff.

3 or 4 night later, I had another dream, this time I was at this big sale called Sybil Dever’s or something, and they had all this really great stuff, a lot of it was on racks really high up, but the prices were so good, and the quality was there, you just had to get this big pole with a hook to get the stuff down and have a look at it – I was really impressed with the whole thing as I’d never heard of it before – so it was pretty exciting. I think it was pretty sexy this whole thing about buying good stuff at good prices, and I thought back to my stereo which went for only £40. So I went back to the other dream and asked the auctioneer what he meant by all that about waiting for a better deal or whatever? Well he put my item back in the sale, and he was going going – anymore on this one? And this guy bid £50. and £60. And upwards, then finally the guy who originally had paid £40. Now coughed up £80 – so I was like how can this happen? 

Well the auctioneer was saying about how the public were in a frivolous mood, and I suppose he was right, cos now I’d doubled my odds, which doesn’t make much sense, since there was no reserve, but I was struck by how much fun it is – and I got to thinking, what if instead of being a guy who doesn’t like not having money, I could just be someone who has a whole lot of fun with other peoples money, as does an auctioneer? I mean, what is the true value of a thing? Who cares really, its whatever you can get people to pay, don’t go around thinking oh this guy has so much more than me, or why haven’t I got this or that, when everyone else has this or that, I mean I know its shit if you haven’t got anything, and we all need a bit of money to get by and all that, but what if you were the other guy who had loads of money, and just doesn’t really worry about people like you? You might have been that guy in another life, or if you had become an auctioneer early on, you might have a lot, or maybe not so much as all that, but you’d have seen a lot of people make a lot, or lose a lot, but it doesn’t really effect your own income, you’re just there watching it all. 

Well, I hope this clears up a few things for some or all of you – it certainly did for me! 😀 


Motorbike ride Trent riverside

I went for a motorbike ride last Thursday alongside the Trent river – you don’t see much of it in the video, as its all quite industrialised after centuries of development, but it turned out to be quite nice to ride along the little road there between one crossing at Gainsborough, and back across at Althorpe near Scunthorpe. I used the roads on the west side of the river the other week, and that was nice too, more populated than the east – some guy has a huge gun parked in his garden in the video! I crossed both bridges many times before, its my stomping ground over there on the east side of Yorkshire & Lincolnshire, I go there a lot.

I did my own music on this video, (3 instrumental songs) which is 10 mins long, its a bit strange, I just throw something together for fun really, but I sort of enjoy it, my music is really just messing about, its quirky!


R.E.M. stands for Rapid Eye Movement, which is what your eye does when you’re in deep sleep. I knew that after someone told me at some point or other, and I knew about the group REM from quite a few years before they were popular, but I didn’t really actually know anything about them, just that they existed from quite a way back in the 80s.

Well these guys moved into my flat, using the room next door for sleeping, there were three of them, when they first came and knocked on the door there were 2, I’d only expected one, since there was only one bed, but 2 turned up. There was a knock at the door, and there were these 2 guys, with eyes like saucers looking back at me, it made me laugh, cos they were obviously high on something as if I wouldn’t guess.

SO anyhow, they moved in, and this other guy just showed up at some point after that, so there were 3 in there, when they were home, which wasn’t that often. They were getting through an awful lot of ganja these guys, so much of it, I was higher than I’d been for a while just by knowing them – I guess they kept me sweet that way. So of course I was curious as to what made them tick, I liked music, and got chatting to one of the guys about that, he liked REM, he told me it stood for Rapid Eye Movement, and about how he liked these songs they do. So we got like really stoned, and he told me about how he’d been in this car accident, the car had rolled on this road I know quite well, and how he’d had to have a false heel done in an operation, around which point I just fell asleep for a bit, it was probably 4 am or something, those guys used to come into the flat at way past 2, and doss down – 3 of them in a room meant for one, so I’m meeting my neighbors, and I’m trying to stay awake, and when I wake up he’s showing me his foot, he’s got his sock off and his heel is like white, cos its some sort of plastic insert, pretty freaky, – then I wake up again, and I’m like fuck this I got to go to bed, and he’s like “you want it don’t you?” I’m thinking WTAF? Its another misunderstanding, I completely forgot whatever the subject was. He said well that’s where I want to be – I liked him, he knew where he wanted to be. Maybe this song was in my mind? I have no idea, I was totally confused! Don’t Go Back to Rockville,

I really can’t remember – they all thought I hated them for a while, and I did off and on, cos of course you do when you live with someone, there was another couple of guys living in the flat at the time, quite a few people came and went, it would have been more fun if they’d paid the bills and contributed to the running of things a bit more, know what I mean?

I quite like this one about Wild Heaven

Fucking beatniks! LOL I do remember this one – Pop Song 89

Could be from years later for all I’d know, I don’t really remember that much from that time, things got a bit frustrating, there were some other guys sleeping in the front room, this guy had such cheesy feet, I have no idea where he came from, but he drove me nearly insane – I don’t need some guy with stinky feet in my kitchen every morning for weeks on end, it don’t matter how high one is, that just doesn’t work for me – no way!

Looking at the dates, I’m talking about the 80s, but I’m thinking more like the mid to late 90s, so maybe I got it all wrong, could have easily been a throwback. I remember this one – Radio Song

I’m just wondering what REM songs I knew at that time when I told that guy I quite liked REM? I have no real idea what was going on at that time, I’d lost my mind in an incident involving magic mushrooms a year or 2 before, anyway, I liked this guy, he knew what he wanted, or where he wanted to be or whatever. Anyhow, they all moved out, in a bit of a hurry to do with cops and the law or whatever. Love this song, it definitley wasn’t out at that time, cos I remember hearing it later – (I think) – such a classic! What’s the Frequency Kenneth!

There was a knock at the door, and there were these 2 guys, with eyes like saucers looking back at me, it made me laugh, cos they were obviously high on something as if I wouldn’t guess. SO anyhow, they moved in . . .


[Edit] – I just want to add, R.E.M. are such an amazing band! I went into my collection and found so many good songs on this various collection I’d got. Its just got me floored how good they were – I added a few tracks, check it out,


I only really play them from time to time, its not really my thing, and yet when I do, I go nuts! Its brilliant!! I’m only really interested in the hits, but there’s so many, writing this blog reminded me of the missing songs I needed – its just refreshed my admiration all over again! 😀

Mood Music:

Well they played this George Michael song on the radio the other day, and I always thought it was one of his best. A bit morbid perhaps? Maybe his mindset was a bit unusual, or maybe it was just the essence of pop at that time, everyone trying to write something meaningful and worthwhile? Well, I think he succeeded with this one. I think its subliminal while its on!

I don’t know if its because I’d heard that song on the radio I started thinking about this one? Its a similar sort of moody thing, its by Psyaviah. Its got this haunting sound to it, as well as a pretty down sort of theme, and yet its quite satisfyingly honest I guess:


This guy! I seen him a few times in Sheffield, they don’t have that scene like they used to – about a decade ago it was pretty busy, now they play Manchester – or don’t come to the UK at all, just London, but Sheffield was pretty happening 10 years or so ago, you could see at least half a dozen industrial dance bands a year there.

Faderhead played a few times, I signed up for the newsletter and got some very interesting insights into his music career – he’s called Sammy, and he’s a good guy! One time when I saw them, I was surprised to see he had fans, with actual Faderhead T-shirts! Well, why not? They were pretty good!

Anyway, here’s a 10 min doc to bring you up to speed! 🙂

Cover Versions

Bit of a rant –

When the Corrs did their version of Dreams by Fleetwood Mac I was appalled. It was a good choice of song, it’s always a good one to hear, but really, the Corrs are almost entirely talentless, they just added that stupid Celtic fiddle, put frocks on their size zero figures & sold it like manure! 

Mick Fleetwood himself came out to congratulate them on a great version! What a joke! I’d have been more pleased if he’d come onto the stage with an axe, and chopped them all up!

Thing is, I like to think “the Mac” were an amazing talent, the best ever most highly evolved pop musical genius. Closer to the truth would probably be to say they had talent, and with the help of the industry, sold a lot of records. No one is suggesting the Corrs are / were better, or are / were they? This whole thing makes me mad! I want to believe that “the Mac” really were special, you can’t tell me different, look at the catalogue!

Don’t even let me start on Barry Manilow’s Could it be Magic as covered by Take That – SACRILEGE! An appalling insult! If I were Barry Manilow, I’d go berserk with a machine gun!

When I hear a song, 9 times out of 10, the first version I hear seems definitive, unless I later decide the original is better, which normally it is, or if it’s not, then the original was unrecognisably different. 

Here’s a conundrum, I have loved the song Blue Flower by Mazzy Star for quite a while, I thought it was among their best songs, but then I recently found out its actually a cover of a song by Slapp Happy!

Well I never! Anyhow, here’s the 2 songs, if you not heard the Mazzy Star one before, you might find it a bit scuzzy, but overall, I can’t see me ever preferring the original – they definitely added to the song and made it their own, but I can just about understand people who prefer that sort of bluegrass thing too.

Slapp Happy – Blue Flower

Mazzy Starr – Blue Flower

The Ninth Gate!

Video should start at 3:50

I woke up thinking about this holiday I went on back in 2017, we found this castle called Dunstanburgh Castle, its right on the coast, lovely location up in Northumbria. Anyhow, we got there a bit late,  so they just closed the place for the night, but I wasn’t to be deterred, I can’t come all that way then turn back, so I just said I’m going  to visit it anyhow. To do this we had to cross a field full of cows, my trusty companion was sadly afeared and could not accomplish this final task which I then took upon myself, and so continued alone this last deadly and drastic walk!

The cows were noncombatant as it turned out, offering no real resistance to my sword nor cudgel and I arrived unharmed.

Nah then, check out these photos! What a lovely place! It was sunset, and the photos come up pretty good, I’d really like to go there again someday – nice little town there where they smoke fish – Northumbria is a great place to get away from it all – apart from cows etc – you can see my lady friend waiting for me when I got back, I had to be quick in my castle visit, I’d have thrown the wench over my shoulder and took her along with me, but this isn’t quite Game of Thrones, though it looks like the sort of location! 🙂

Poets & t-shirts

I heard of Anne Clark before, and was sort of aware of what she does, but only really looked into it properly when I heard she got cancer and had to cancel her current tour. Strange how the C word always gets my attention like that. I started researching her now, seems to be pretty good!

Here she is doing Sleeper in Metropolis, with lyrics like 

Dreams become entangled in the system

The city, a wasting disease

The harder we fight, the higher the wall

It all seems relevant to now – re. Covid

Sleeper in Metropolis

Our Darkness


Oh and here’s her new song just out!

Community of the Spirit

I was just browsing T-shirts yesterday, (1707 products)  and I didn’t like any of them as much as the worn out one I’m already wearing –

I’m looking for something that says I’m not actually working class, but rather more lower middle class, likes indie music, might take drugs, probably doesn’t, but don’t assume I wouldn’t, so possibly might be unsafe? A bit dangerous, but definitely not nasty – probably not a fag, but just might be, perhaps just a bit of a namby-pamby, but that don’t mean not psycho. might be a bit of a nutter? Know what I mean? I can live with that.

This is the shirt I’m wearing, 


(it used to be green but its faded) As you can see, its nondescript, its like a flower, or some fruit in cross section, almost a mandala, but not – cos I’m not into religion, but I do dig it, ya get me? I’m esoteric!

I don’t like football shirts, and I don’t want to be advertising my love of the armed forces or the national ideal, I’m against all of that. I’m all about the love, but I don’t want anyone to actually try to make love to me, that would be horrid.

I don’t want to wear a shirt with a logo on it, definitely not. I don’t like shirts with messages on them, I don’t want to advertise anything, I don’t like skinhead wear, cos of its associations, and I don’t really like collar shirts, or buttons & or cufflinks obvs.

Didn’t buy a new shirt in the end! (I got loads anyhow)

My friend made me a mask!


Tune in next time to find my erogenous zones in the age of social distancing. 🙂

Lords of the New Church

I was just reading its 30 years since Stiv Bators died (following an accident) – 4/6/90. I went and saw him fronting the group Lords of the New Church several times, and they were always blisteringly good. He was probably the best lead singer as far as exciting visual performer I ever saw.

The Lords were a supergroup, in that they were comprised of members who already had success in other groups. (The Damned, The Dead Boys, Sham 69) Stiv was the sort of rock n roll guy who fronted anything he encountered, very up there & in your face. Good music came out of the mayhem which he portrayed – they certainly whipped up some energy!

They have some softer songs

And there’s kind of rebel pop

Tribal teenage religion rant

Here’s one from his time with the Dead Boys

This scene reminds me of the sort of thing he did on stage – sticking his head in the bass drum! LOL He’d do anything to try to tip things over the line! What a guy! 😀