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the fresh prince of bethnal green

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Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum Drink and the devil be done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rumThe mate was fixed by the bos’n’s pike The bos’n’ brained with a marlin spike and Cookey’s throat was marked belike It Had been gripped by fingers ten and There they lay all good dead men like Break o’ day in a boozing ken__ Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rumFifteen men of a whole ship’s list Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rumThe skipper lay with his nob in gore where the Scullion’s axe his cheek had shore And the scullion he was stabbed times four and There he lay and the soggy skies Dripped all day in up-staring eyes at Murk sunset and at foul sur-prise Yo ho ho and a bottle of rumFifteen men of ‘em stiff and stark Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum Ten of the crew had the murder mark Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum‘Twas a cutlass swipe or and ounce of lead or a Yawning hole in a battered head and the scuppers glut with a yawning red and There they lay aye damn my eyes All lookouts clapped on par - a - dise all Souls bound just con – tra – ri - wise Yo ho ho and a bottle of rumFifteen men of ‘em good and true Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum Every man Jack could ha’ sailed with old Pew Yo ho ho and a bottle of rumThere was chest on chest of Spanish gold with a Ton of plate in the middle hold And the cabins riot with stuff un told As They lay there that had took the plum With a sightless glare and their lips struck dumb While we shared all by the rule of thumb Yo ho ho and a bottle of rumMore was seen through a sternlight screen... Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.Chartings undoubt where a woman had been Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.'Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot Oh was she wench or some shudderin' maid That dared the knife and took the blade By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.Fifteen men of a dead man’s chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rumWe wrapped ‘em all in a mains’l tight with Twice ten turns of a hausers bight And we heaved ‘em over and out of sight with a Yo heave ho and fare you well And a sullen plunge in a sullen swell Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
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My Interests

nice real ales. me pipe and slippers (if i had them). a good book. playing guitar. getting angry about incompetent 'leaders'. thinking of ways to get rid of them. wandering around in the middle of nowhere. rocking and, concomitantly, rolling. trying not to break my limbs playing capoeira and hockey and doing rock climbing. my lovely girlfriend and my almost as lovely goldfish (RIP). and geography, of course.

I'd like to meet:

No, i'm not going to play your little game. Instead i will tell you some of my favourite fruit and vegetables, interspersed with my favourite websites. Mange tout. www.libcom.org quince. really ripe pears that dribble everywhere www.toothpastefordinner.com avocados corn on the cob www.indymedia.org.uk new potatoes in butter with salt and pepper and some rosemary. www.urban75.net WWW.TABLEWRESTLING.COM sweetcorn. plantain. www.nataliedee.com spinach (arrr huckhuckhuck!!) ccgi.mountaineer.plus.com www.spacehijackers.org. mangoes. www.iww.org www.marriedtothesea.com i think that's enough for the moment...

Music:

rock n roll. old skool jazz, but none of that big band swing please. Ska, rocksteady and classic reggae. i like a good mosh, especially if it's cheesy 80s cock-rock or rage. i would really like to run away and marry lady sovereign right now. plenty of weirdo stuff that no-one's ever heard of, cos you've got to really, haven't you. it's in the myspace rule book. the whole alt-americana folk thing too, micah p hinson, jeffrey lewis, eels, howe gelb, laura veirs, the handsome family and folks like that, y'all. a pinch of classical if i'm feeling superiour and middle class. Earthtone9, thisGIRL, rudy n da blicks, the specials, nicola conte, toots and the maytals, cannonball adderley, the baader-meinhof blues quintet, dillinger escape plan, pj harvey, jackie mittoo, django reinhardt, elvis, godspeed you black emperorrrrrr, the skatalites, old skool incubus, moondog, zen hussies, leonard cohen, sick of it all, crass, tom waits, the wombles, chopin, jonny cash, the woodsmen. Rock, and in all likelihood, roll.

Movies:

If (schoolkids with machineguns)
The French Connection (angry cop beating people up and shouting a lot and not sleeping much)

Lost in translation (silly american man doesn't speak japanese)

The Conversation (man with moustache listens to people)

Fargo (woman says 'yah!')

The Birds (a load of birds bust shit up)

Casablanca (man smokes lots of cigarettes)

An Injury to One (thinly-veiled IWW propaganda)

Bullitt (angry detective doesn't talk much)

The Big Lebowski (man pisses on rug)

Shaft (man says 'baby' a lot)

Bubba Ho-Tep (elvis vs flesh-eating monsters)

Books:

generally quite dull and academic: Jack kerouac, on the road. Raoul Vaneigem, the revolution of everyday life. Lebbeus Woods, Radical Reconstruction. Stuart Christie, Granny made me an anarchist. Elizabeth Grosz, Volatile Bodies (one for the feminists out there...). David Graeber, Fragments of an Anarchist Anthropology. Aldous Huxley, brave new world. Jeff Ferrell, Tearing Down the Streets. Henri Lefebvre, The Production of Space. We are Everywhere. why yes i have no joy in my stone cold soul.

Heroes:

mostly dead now: joe hill, peter kropotkin, me grandma, mary turner, mr benn, il postino pat, giancarlo de carlo, frank little, elisee reclus, dimebag darrell (of course), errico malatesta, subcomandante marcos, nestor makhno, buenaventura durutti. i'm just name-dropping now so i'll stop.

My Blog

sorry myspace, it’s just not working out. it’s not you, it’s me...

damn, it's been a very long time since i posted on here. well i guess it's because i don't frequent myspace much except for cruising the bands and keeping in touch with a select few of my distant frie...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Mon, 12 May 2008 05:11:00 PST

FUCKIN' AFSCME

this video will change your life http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_3mw49mk_x0do it do it do it do it do it.
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 04:53:00 PST

Return of the Dredi

well hello there estranged blog reader(s). yesyesyes i know it's been a long time but i still love you.so it's christmas-ish time, i'm sitting in my office, alone because everyone else is on holiday. ...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 03:21:00 PST

even the trees are turning against me

i've started trying to grow a bonsai tree recently. he's called keef (the london pronounciation of Keith). he got a bit bored the other day while i was out and decided to start a blog about his exciti...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Mon, 21 Aug 2006 03:16:00 PST

a harsh realisation

basik rithmetick: my geography dissertation is 15,000 words long i have written about 9,000 of them 9,000 of those words have absolutely nothing to do with geography therefore how many words do i ...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 08:01:00 PST

Finland VI: The Urine Retention Index

Finland's public toilets cost a lot of money. most cost 1 euro, some cost 2. "madness", i hear you cry. and you'd be right. "so, like Lenin said, what is to be done?" i hear you cry. well, it's calle...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 02:02:00 PST

castro madness

i got accused of looking like fidel castro last night. a drunk guy ran up to me when i was taking the bins out and yelled 'hey fidel!! oooo you're like fidel castro you are. eh, eh, matey,...' etceter...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 06:13:00 PST

Finland V: is it ever morally acceptable to break into children's theme parks?

We went to Naantali qute early on in the trip, and were tempted to go to Muumialma (did i spell that right?), which is a big moomin theme park on an island just off the coast. in the end, we decided n...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 01:35:00 PST

musical interlude

Preamble to the IWW constitution The working class and the employing class have nothing in common. there can be no peace so long as hunger and want are found among millions of working people, and the...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Tue, 01 Aug 2006 07:07:00 PST

Finland IV: Linguistic Unpleasantries

suomi is a funny language. it is apparently completely unrelated to any language except hungarian, very distantly. as such, it took me the nest part of three months to learn the absolute basics (with ...
Posted by the fresh prince of bethnal green on Wed, 26 Jul 2006 03:01:00 PST