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Adam Ant tomorrow night lads. Many of you are probably too young to remember but they were a half decent punk band before all that ‘Prince Charming’' ‘stand and deliver’ ‘goody two shoes’ carcinogenic shit.
Always thought Adam was more than just a pop act.. Jordan. 'Sniffin Glue', Mclaren, vivienne westwood 'sex'. Blitz club, Rusty Egan... a Petri dish mutation of punk and new wave..
First guitar riff i learned at 13 was ‘Dog eat dog’ on East ham Daves battered 60’s six string , Epiphone acoustic.
Not a huge fan Of Adams music after ’81. but there you go . probably be a load of old nostalgic tom tit but ’er indoors Jo deserves a night out..
Fantastical to me ,but according to wiki Adam is 69 and Marco Pirroni is 65!.. i always thought adam was in his early 60's and Marco was 80!
Who knows, probably percolate a tear or two while he knocks out 'Car Trouble' as i think of how young , beautiful , innocent and wonderfully Niave we all were back then before the weight of the world crushed our generation into molecular decimation, with its poison arrows of Mortgages, work, Kids, health, relationships, Divorce, money, Addictions and keeping your head above the plasma pool of basic need as a homo sapien in 2024 .
All that shit that is the knuckle duster of life 24/7 in the one square yard in front of your face.
Before that there was punk. And there was Adam.
Hello , my name is Glenn, I'm 56 and i'm An Adam Ant Addict.
Up until recently I was able to buy 5 star red Mahou beer at the original ABV 5.1% . I've noticed that i can now only purchase a lower strength 4.5% version brewed for the UK . The bottles have these cheap labels stuck on them, not the embossed logo on the original brew. It tastes completely different.
Also i've noticed Cruzcampo, which is sunk to the nuts everywhere in every bar and club across the land, is a knock off UK brewed lower ABV of the original. It's nothing like the original In Spain. Same with Japanese Kirin Ichiban, can't get the original brew anymore, just a lower ABV UK fugazi. Rosa Blanca that ambrosial Lager from Mallorca, we get a 3.4% version of the 5% original. 3. 4% ! that's top deck shandy levels.
Moretti, Leffe , Stella and Brewdog lost and IPA punk have also dropped the ABV% of their brews in the last 6 or so months.
I understand that Madri is a uk brewed product but I can no longer buy Portuguese Superbock or Sagres , Spanish Moritz, or German Warsteiner and Paulaner from any main supermarket that were freely available just 3 months ago. Even Those harry monk brews carlsberg , Carling and fosters are dropping their ABV to risible 3.4% and 3.6% respectively.
Why?, Can't the regular sociable drinking public be responsible for ourselves?? Can't we be trusted to consume beers as they were created in their original format??. Is it to do with tax laws/import duty on beers over a certain ABV percentage making it economically unviable for brewers to export beer to the UK?. Even stuff thats brewed in the UK is being reduced to baxter soup thin gruel.
We are left with the world knowing the UK has the weakest mainstream beer in the world, at the highest prices.
The last government through total incompetence will end up destroying the great British beer heritage.
Rant over, i'm off to stick me finger in my ear playing the Bodhrán to steeleyespan.
Whatever happened to this wonderful bloke who graced our podcasts , BT sports screens and this forum. And he knew his punk rock like some 5th dan shaolin monk of the 3 chord genre.
A bit like Ed moses and Harald Schmid , I'd rate him a close second behind Bri Mcarthy as the nicest bloke on LFW.
Not only did he have a quality Paul Jones manfred mann haircut , he also took time to contact me over a personal issue which we both share with our families.
Clive knows that i don't blow smoke up his arse, i don't join the congo line for the Davidian / jim jones cult love for his write up's on QPR match reports.. Not because i don't enjoy them , i just don't feel the need to offer up my first born son in praise of his work and tithe my left bollock to the altar of his epistle.
I've made friend for life on this forum, they know who they are, i don't need to mention them. Thats down to clive and the work he puts into running the polarity drive of this facking gaff. It must be bastard gruelling.
Perhaps it needs highlighting. Perhaps we need to appreciate it. I appreciate it old son.
We have at last surmounted the peak sawtooth waves of insanity in this country. I've never encountered this recent fashion in our pubs and clubs, and would piss all over it if i did. Luckily it hasn't reached Leigh on Sea and i can't imagine the natives round here putting up with it.
Just take a butchers at The pictures in the X account below which is dedicated to it. it's a new phenomenon. Pubs/ bars are not post office counters to pick up form lcx49kj or the medical center for your blood test results to see if you have a dose of crabs.
It blows my mind. The bar staff implore people not to queue and to address the bar in the normal fashion yet they continue to queue up in single file at the bar looking like cattle waiting for the firing pin of the bolt gun in a slum east end abbatoir. Docile , iron curtain queueing for-Baby-milk formulae colostomy bags ,that cant work out how to use a bar.
Takes ages to get served with single file queues going back out of the door while the unused bar staff wait idly behind the jump yelling at people not to queue. Yet still they Queue. FFS.
All Waiting in single file to be served their Madri like some tuberculosis drenched brat at the window of a Mr Whippy ice cream van for his 3 halfpence raspberry Jubbly.
Is it in your Local,? have seen this carcinogenic shit in your pub?. Just say no, and walk to the bar with your head held high. Name and shame!
I know Paul parker on here said modestly , he looked like Brad Pitt when he was younger when he had all his hair, but having met him , i think he looked more like Archie from 'Only when i laugh'. only without the crushed velvet pyjamas
Fred man Rave looks like Bodie from 'the professionals' , Essex taxi reminds me of Tom Bell and L block , Ed Harris. I've never met bazza but from his profile pic he reminds me of Stephen bunting the dart player.
For myself , when i was in my 20's and 30's , it was Gary webster from 'Minder' many , many times... unfortunatley as i've got older it's now Grouty from 'Porridge' .
Heres' me 8/9 years old 1976 . East ham council estate esso blue scum on a Canvey Island Holiday modelling the latest leif garret haircut and Vitas Gerulaitis trackie top. (East ham dave not in picture , as he busy was shagging stephanie de sykes in the club house wearing his long john baldry Tie pin). it was the 70's baby. fu ck me those flares.... i dont know why my hair looks ginger in the photo..must be Polaroid discolouration.
i was a typical scrap of east end fluff with a basin haircut in a lee majors tracksuit playing football all day round the back of the prefabs and plashet park. Scuffed knees. Snotty Nose. Bed Bugs. Esso Blue parrafin heaters.
I was headbanging to the 'weekend world' theme tune When my posh aunty marjorie from her penthouse in gidea park comes round to our crumbling, mouldering newham council slum midden in east ham, with her husband, (a Hugh lovegrove jenkins ffs ), bearing gifts for the Co Op stamp mob.
I set my eyes on this huge present , and tear into it like a dead eyed smackhead full of want into a liberated pensioners purse, ravenous for a Muhammad Ali blow up boxing punchbag , a 'Superstriker,' a David Nixon magic hat , a 'Superflight deck' ..even a tommy cooper fuc king golf set.
but no, the chiffon and brushed denim habitat Guardian reading w ankers gave me a fuc king wicker chair. a wicker chair to a football mad 10year old from the east end.
the bastard thing wouldn't have looked out of place Suspended from agent derek flints ceiling. I burst into tears , which was probably the wicked fuc kers intentions.
At least It hasn't marked me in anyway at all.
As for the best Xmas present, it would have to be 'Merlin' , 'rebound', 'Simon' and best of all 'Crossfire' , which you cound detach from the game board and shoot ball bearings at your sister while she watched 'Little house on the prairie'
I can honestly say i'd rather be paralysed with GHB mainlined into my gooch laying on an offcut of MFI underlay in the basement of john wayne gacey's Ranch, while he's on the mooch for hairless puckered arseholes to violate, than go to another .
I'd rather be Hugh Grants walnut turned fleurs-de-lys strap-on plunging helplessley into some sundry Bronx prostitutes dirtbox like a f ucked chernobyl graphite rod , than ever go to another office xmas party. I've had more fun whacking me meatus between two B&Q sanding blocks.
Problem is , i only meet the people i work with a couple of times a year and then we are thrust into a room every december and told to socialise to a soundtrack of Greg lake and Jona louie while being plied with booze. It's like some crazed GDR social experiment at the Trabant works factory.
My hangover is so evil I threw up this morning for the first time since Terry mcCann had furry dice in his Mk2 capri. I've actually got the shakes like Nicholas cage in 'leaving las Vagas'. I'm shuffling about the house like a short eye nonce on E wing with the tea urn.
I just hurled back up two milk thistle tablets and My berroca drink. i'll probably still be processing the toxins for 3 months. My only task today is to take in the 11am shop from ocado. The thought of dealing with this seems gargantuan. Caught a reflection of myself in the mirror. look like Gene hackman on angel dust.
'er indoors is most impressed. Called me a 'peg toothed c unt ' before she left for work.
I've been following Simon on his 'Real Ale Craft Beer' you tube channel for a few years, and purchased a Phillips perfect Draft machine in 2022 on the back of his reviews in the below video...
A couple of years later and he has now decided to sell all his pub pint beer machines as he doesn't use them enough... The price point , Availability , Delivery logistics, and variety of the torps/kegs is becoming problematic. He reckons that there was a surge in public demand for these machines during covid , while the pubs were shut, and now they're about as popular as Yootha Joyce Toby Jugs.
I still love My Phillips, no complaints, Pints work out around the £2.85 mark , although i do know a couple of blokes in my local battle cruiser with the Krups compact sub who reckon they are about as much use as leather lace up condoms to prevent Gonorrhea on a '70's Dirk Diggler porno shoot.
Has anyone got one of these at home?, what are your thoughts? I know there are several other machines on the market. I was thinking of upgrading at christmas to the Blade but at £400 i'll have to bite down hard on my gumshield to pay that sort of gelt and then ok it with the Reichsprotektor of Finance i.e 'er indoors.
Happy fathers day to all dads on here and now.. and remember the dads we've lost on loft for words over the years who are settling in for a good old kip by the light of their new sun.
i'm Still learning on the job at 55 years old . Put your plates up today Dads and take it easy. Just for one day. You deserve it.
This is the only Sporting event remaining that evokes the same level of solar plexus Glow of excitement in me, as the FA Cup final once did as a kid back back in the late 70's and 80's when it was on both chanels from 12-5, with Freddie Starr parading the Wembley turf as Albert Speer in Pat Coombs winceyette bloomers.
Hoping for a NSW Win and looking to see how Canberra Raider Hudson Young goes today.
I'm Seeing Post John Foxx fronted Ultravox in a couple of days in Southed. 'er Indoors Will insist on dragging me out to socialize When im quite content to revel in my own farraday cage of self pity. God Bless Jo.
.. ..I'm Kind of looking forward to injection moulding My 38" waist , Fat Carcass into some Caharrt Jeans and lava lamp gut into a Red Or Dead polo top only to look like a big breasted petri dish bunk up offspring of Bernard Bresslaw and diana doors in a tank top, but f uck it i'm going out. I'm Going out. Wish Me Luck.
It matters not that i now look like Grouty From 'Porridge' and can wear denis rousseau Kaftans as a snug fit. Im Going out.
Outside of the Chicago House Dojo, 12" singles were unheard of... In the uK, In the Strontiumdog ashes of New Orders floppy disc Die Cut 'Blue Monday' 12" extended masterpiece, acting as the launchpad 39a Of a Electonic/New Wave 12" Vinyl tesseract, A new age was spawned . The 12" Single came to be. Ultravox played their part in the creation of the 12" single.
The golden Age of the 12" . We had it all.
I hope Midge dosent whip out those pointy sideburns. Oh well, driving mini moog baselines , Booze and the love of a good woman. Whats not to love.
Post yourConcrete slabs of 12" wonderment here... Right here Right Now.
I was really pleased to see in the 'London' Music Thread that my Love , Awe and admiration of the band, Public Service Broadcasting, was shared with the same passion among several of my QPR brothers.
Their Petri dish hybrid splice of Techno, Krautrock, Berlin School, Chemical Beats, ArtRock and electronica sunk to the nuts up mutated strains of Modern English Culture and History , societal autobahns and Human endeavour, Breaks me up emotionally to the solar plexus.
I Saw them at the Troxy last month, and screamed like a 14 year old girl dressed in a Biba Brushed Polyester twin set in a 'Hard Days Night'. I was 55 years old last Friday..
I was First drawn to them with the Track 'Go', A story of the Apollo moon landing cut with samples from the Control Room at Kennedy space center that day with Gene Simmons on Comms.
The song and video brings me to tears everytime i hear it in that it showcases what Human Beings can achieve when working together rather than annihilating each other in bastard wars or worse, making 'Ant and Decs saturday night takeaway' type tv shows as dirty grain skag opium for the masses to consume, as they fret about the coming 7.38am Monday Morning Chingford commute to a work place full of cun ts they despise .
I can't spend all week in the pubs of Leigh On Sea With 'er indoors away in Alicante for the week. No jobs to do about the House so one has decided to put ones Adidas Munchen up on the Louis XI pouf and purchase the TV Series 1979, Box set of 'Tinker Tailor soldier Spy' on Amazon.
Blitzkreig acting from Alec Guiness, Bernard Hepton and Ian Richardson. I'm 5 episodes in. 3 to go.
I Can't booze it up like i used to.
I once had the capacity of Kit Lambert, but these days after 7 or 8 pints and a couple of chasers, i'm more out of it than Syd Barrett at the whiskey a go go and will probably end up in a pentangle of salt satanic cult in Hati by the end of the week, so i need some box set/ film recommendations to keep me out of the boozer and on the straight and narrow till Friday Night when Jo gets Home.
Ive lined up the' Shadow Line' for tomorrow but after that i'm fked.
I'm not sure if it was The Nixon Watergate Or Teddy Kennedy chappaquiddick Scandel that coined the phrase 'It's never the lie, but the cover up', but never has it been more apt for the fallout from this Bout, following the Conor Benn Positive drug test.
All the persil in the world won't shift the stain from Eddie Hearn and Kalle Sutherland.
Amoral Bestial fiends willing to risk the life of a Warrior in EubanK Jnr for another few quid on top of their rancid pile.
England have just Announced their Squad. Looks to me just about the weakest England squad of players i can recall going into a world cup.
The St Helens Quartet of Jonny Lomax, Alex Walmsley, Mark Percival and Lewis Dodd are all injured , while Gareth Widdop, James Roby, Luke Gayle and Jermaine Mcgilvery have all retired from international duty. Josh Hodgson and Liam Farrell both missing as well. Really leaves us light imo.
I think we look weak in every department other than our forward pack although Walmsley is a huge miss. The halves and hookers look terrible. Can't believe Shaun Wane didn't pick Jackson hasting at West tigers. Jake Connors omission to me at least, is shocking.
I watch half a dozen NRL games a week and was dissapointed to see Canberra Raiders Ryan Sutton omitted And wests Oliver Gildart as well albeit after a difficult first NRL season. George Burgess seems to have fallen from the face of the earth at the Bulldogs.
My tips are New Zealand, they have the best forward Pack by a mile and superstar backs in Joesph Manu, Dylan Brown and Jerome Hughes. Canberra Raiders Joe Tapine , Penriths James fisher Harris , Sydney Roosters Jared Waerea-Hargreaves and Melbourne Storms Nelson Asofa-Solomona are the best props on the planet.
Samoa, Tonga and possibly even Fiji, all look stronger on paper than England to me.
The Kangaroos don't look as strong as in previous years especially without Tom trbojevic and ryan papenhuyzen. They still have Latrell Mitchell and James Tedesco, who are in my opinion, the best rugby league players on earth and have some brilliant halves in Cameron Munster and Nathan Cleary, As well as the worlds best lock in Penrith Panthers Issah Yeo, so will still go close.
Going to see Kim Wilde tonight in Westcliff, Southend . I literally have less than zero interest in going but promised 'er indoors i would go when the tickets were booked back in December.
I know two of her records. 'kids in America' and 'Cambodia'. I've had a face on like Nelly pledge all afternoon. Bollocks.
As a Beacon of Hope, has anyone been to a gig they were dreading but turned out ok?
The closest i can recall was being made to see Howard Jones 5 years ago. It turned out ok as i got him mixed up with Thomas Dolby.
From Art School Rock to Detroit Funk to Yacht Rock to Berlin School Minimoog Experimental, to studio 54 hedonisim , Roxy celebrate 50 years as a Band this week.
When i first saw Ferry At 10 years old on the Old grey whstle test in Gi army unifrom with his tie tucked in between the 3rd and fourth buttons sigining 'Both ends burning' like an unhinged ' B' movie Hollywood Roman Emperor crazed on grape and syphillis , i was hooked.
The print Ferry and Roxy left on my tastebuds was ambrosial and indelible. All the Persil powder in the world could not shift it.
BBC have marked the occassion with the below fan appreciation link. From Nile Rogers who said they copied Roxy after seeing them in'74 and wanted Chic to be 'The Black Roxy Music', to Irvine Welsh, jim Kerr, Midge Ure, Bobby Gillespie, to the sparks, all laying the Love on Roxy with their personal stories...
I was sitting in work the other day waiting for the comet halle Bopp to end my bored shitless torment when some bloke i work with, made a round of tea's and this young lad on work experience said 'Awesome' when he was handed the Mug.
He also uses the words , without fear nor favour, 'Sheesh', 'Dumb', Hi', and most unbelievably, 'Sucks'. A lot.
I was about to launch into a blitzkreig rant about Landing on the sea of fecundity in a tin foil space probe being 'awesome', Kubricks '2001' is 'awesome' , Franz Shuberts 'Trio In E flat' is ' awesome'. Dennis Hopper is 'Awesome'. Your very first ecstasy tablet charging through your soul cast from gods fourth rib, Is 'Awesome'... not some thin boned calcium deficent twot in a Average white band t shirt harnessing the power of mixing boiling water, a tea bag, and semi skinned in a Spurs Mug.
What stopped me from my middle aged rampage was the sight of this kids bag, With a dog eared , well worn , and Loved, copy of Bowies' Diamond Dogs' Lp, Sticking out .
Never judge a book by it's Cover you old Git.
Whether you mix Denture-grip eucryl toothpowder into your Horlicks or mainline uncut Peroni into your celiac trunk. Whether you're old enough to remember Bodie's vanderbilt  stonewash or the Frank Ross Donegal Weave Chalk Stripe bloodlust wrath across south London , or young enough to understand Tik Tok and use Whatsapp, Bowie is the Omega Man for all generations.
 An Event Horizon of Glam, Prog, Rock, New Wave, Funk, Soul, Berlin School and Polarity Drive Musical Brilliance.Â
Post your Favourite Bowie Tracks as we Bathe and tarry awhile in the plasma pool of his greatness. Why Not?, we've f uck all else to do in the off season, Unless you want to talk about the falkland Islands and Monkey Pox.
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