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Another positive … if it’s a really boring end of season 0-0 or a game where we’re already being tonked 3 or 4 nil you can watch porn or listen to a random old tune on YouTube instead. I suppose you can do that at home as well but it’s not the same.
I had one of these tracks on a home-made mix tape under their original name the Dust Brothers before they changed it. I can remember the early/ mid 90s more lucidly than I can remember last weeek. Eek!
Still not sure about them. I suppose with enuf sparkle up yer schnozz it sounds okay. But then most things do. Stadium house.
The main thing I remember about 1995 is it was the year after 1994. That was the great year … Massive Attack, Portishead, Shadow, Krush, Gravediggaz. Jungle and not yet drum n bass. I spent most of 95 still listening to 94. Not to disreprect 95 but that was how it was for me. The internet/ arce intelligence says this Akasha tune is 98 but that’s bollocks. My most played 1995 tune.
(Not) Nice to see someone perpetuating the notion that Israel’s actions represent the entire Jewish world and coming up with the fallacy that criticising Israel is anti-Semitic.
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks.
Excuse me this flight seems to have been diverted.
I’ve had a few heavy-strength stouts and porters on the tarmacadam tasting spectrum.
My favourite Jubbly Golden (sp) was after tasting a white (or maybe a bubbly) she enthused “mm ice cream applauding!” I use that a lot myself now. Except when eating ice cream.