drinking milkshakes, hair products (puting them on my hair, not drinking them), dancing so badly it clears a space around me, putting tea-cosies on my head when left alone with them, having exhausted hysterics in pizza hut, putting cans of beer in my pockets, falling over down or out of things, bathing in matey bubble bath, using one specific pink highlighter, pretending to live in national trust properties, eating childish teas as often as possible, smut and/or innuendo, ignoring the slugs in the kitchen, practicing my jaunty winning smile in the mirror,second hand bookshops staffed by Bernard Black-alikes, trying to find somewhere that sells pegbags, wearing a scarf at all times.
A Jarvis Cocker sound a-like.
COMMENT:
Pezza's Music of the Now.
Chemical Brothers- Do It Again.
Patrick Wolf- Pumpkin Soup
Goldfrapp- Black Cherry (both the song and the album as a whole).
Bloc Party- Helicopter (Weird Science remix).
PJ Harvey- Who the Fuck.
Placebo are my favourite band. My Sharona by The Knack is my favourite song.
The Pianist.
Rocky.
Life is Sweet.
Lolita.
Not Only but Always.
Mighty Boosh.
Black Books.
Any old toss featuring fat people and/or gratuitous pornography.
Jean-Paul Sartre - Nausia.
..."all our heros lack any conviction."