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For the love of god I beg of you please lock this thread. You see I sleepily clicked on it by mistake this morning and then blow me I again sleepily clicked on one of the links therewithin and still in the hope of perhaps hearing a Michi Frey injury update all I see/hear are swinging sixties beat combo songs and not a dicky bird on a twisted Swiss calf muscle, a groin strain, or even a glass onion. Where’s the QPR news? Nowhere, man!
Anyway since you ask and in no particular order (order!):
Back In The USSR … which is where Trump will end up when he’s busted. Who you calling an Anthony Blunt she said she said.
Sun King? more like Sun Lamp King. The state of the fcuker’s boat. Like an anorexic supermodel’s been force-fed exotic Soleros for a week then shat her watery excreta all over his already repulsive boko. My sweet Lord!
The Fool on the hill? The Fool on Capitol Hill more like. I could go on but I don’t want to spoil the party. I should have known better than to bang on about Mean Mr Mustard Face here there and everywhere. Girl, I’m sure we can work it out but for now good day sunshine. Hello? Goodbye!
Give me love, give me hope, give me peace on Earth 🙏🏼 The End
It’s monstrous. One of my most trodden parts of London is up and down the Thames path from Hammersmith to either Putney or Barnes depending on how the mood takes me. After one such walk this weekend I met some pals in the Blue Anchor. Few finer places to be. I don’t want this riparian public house idyll turned into a quasi-motorway service station, buses and cars whizzing past me in some kind of lashed-up Heath Robinson fun-fair affair.
Everett Morton of the Beat. I believe the deal was he was a left hander not initially realising he was playing a kit set up for a right hander which emphasised the Jamaican off-beat thing but gave him his own style too. You hardly see him in this TOTP clip but it’s just such a joy anyway.
Absolutely love the Ants/ Bow Wow Wow inspired Burundi stuff. McLaren had a great yarn of how he happened upon the sound on his uppers sourcing music for porn films and hearing an African field record played at the wrong speed in the Bibliothèque nationale de France. Cmon Malc - Joni Mitchell 1975
There’s now no excuse to refer to him as the Korean lad, or just the Korean. It’s there in black and white, his name is 양민혁 - is that so difficult to remember?
For the record I will still keep referring to him as the Spurs lad.
Polite request: could we fcuk off with resurrecting this thread and bringing to the top of the tree too. I’d rather see an advert for Saudi Crystal Meth.