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Jamie

Foolish Scot and Walking Hangover, Duke of Groovy and first cousin to the Earl of Funky Town.

About Me



MyHeritage : Celebrity Collage - Geneology - Genology
What's to say? These are desperate times we live in, boys and girls, so I feel that only calls for desperate measures...will someone pour me one? I'm probably the only Lava Pirate you're ever likely to meet, and I believe that everything in life comes down to two maxims: it is the tale that's important, not he who tells it, and sometimes you have to just shit or get off the pot. Like Dean Moriarty, I sport sideburns and a love of night creatures and the hour of Stupid O'Clock. I think mixtapes can tell you more about a person than 1000 words, and it's a crying shame no-one makes "mixtapes" any more. I think ouija is the past...Magic 8 Ball is the future. I've danced with the Devil in the pale moonlight, it was great...we went to a disco then got a pizza, you would have LOVED it. I like puns so bad they give you quiplash, so bad that they're corporal 'pun'ishment. I'm a vision of love wearing boxing gloves and singing hearts and flowers - thank you, Aztec Camera - and I'm looking at YOU.

My Interests

All the most interesting things in life that you're not supposed to do. Does "waiting to see what I can foul up next" count as an interest? If not, it's certainly interesting. I head up the Amazingness Commission (our motto: "Get that out of my sight, it's merely remarkable!") and wait to see what offends people today. Whisky, poker, guitar, preparing for the impending zombie apocalypse, movies, music, women, wrestling (yes, I know it's fake, but it's like pantomime for blokes) and pirates!

I'd like to meet:

The poker players, the wheeler-dealers, the makers of compilation albums, the kiss-stealers, the Jack Daniel's drinkers, the heavy thinkers, the guitar jammers, the pop-up pub pirates, the mudslingers, the storytellers, those on the inside looking out and those on the outside looking in, and all of you good-good people out there in La-La Land!!

Music:

Anything that goes "kerrrrannnnnngggg!!!!", and a few things that sound awfully like "nobody likes me, everybody hates me, think I'll go and eat worms". Nirvana, Tom Waits, Muse, Radiohead, Feeder, Jeff Buckley, Kings of Leon, The Go! Team, The White Stripes, Foo Fighters, Green Day, The Hives, The Vines, The Atomic Dogs (R.I.P.), Daaaaaavid Bowie (always spelt with that many 'A's), Queens of the Stone Age, Hayseed Dixie, Deadenstereo, Ash, Guns'n'Roses, Interpol, Aerosmith, Aberfeldy, Counting Crows, Super Kestrel, The Wildhearts, Grace Emilys, Elvis Muthaf***in' Presley, Supergrass, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Wolfmother, The Rat Pack, Eagles of Death Metal, Smashing Pumpkins, Arctic Monkeys, Jimi Hendrix, Gogol Bordello, The Sex Pistols, The Fratellis, We Are Scientists, Pixies, The Stooges, Maximo Park and pretty much everything else I've ever spent money on.

Movies:

I could mention far too many (Fight Club, The Big Lebowski, Good Will Hunting, Enter The Dragon, Beetlejuice, Scrooged, Ghostbusters all please stand up) but fervently hope that those who don't have a soft spot for The Labyrinth (starring Daaaaaavid Bowie), Yankee Doodle Dandy, Singin' In The Rain and The Wizard of Oz all die cold and alone in their beds. And no, I don't think that's going too far.

Television:

The Duke does not approve of this Idiot Box, but watches an awful lot of cartoons.

Books:

Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson. If you have not read this book, you are dead to me. On The Road by Jack Kerouac, Tietam Brown by Mick Foley and Stone Junction by Jim Dodge are all books that will get into your brain pan and shake something loose. Who wants to start AMO? Bill Bryson makes learning fun, and Stephen King used to be the baddest cat on the block. Christopher Marlowe's Faustus kicks the holy hell out of Shakespeare on his best day because it's ALL ABOUT STORY and I Big Red Heart the Private Confessions and Memoirs of a Justified Sinner by James Hogg. And Kinky Friedman is the best Jewish country'n'western singer turned detective story novelist in the history of the world. Period.

Heroes:

Hunter S. Thompson, Muhammed Ali, Mick Foley, Kurt Cobain, Isaac Newton, Batman, Chuck Bukowski, Inigo Montoya (woe betide the six-fingered man!), Tom Waits, Bill Murray, Doc Holliday, Alexander the Great, any of a dozen pirates (Jack Rackham, Henry Morgan, Edward Teach, Roc Brasiliano, all please stand up) and the people I speak to most often...my friends are cracked mavericks, Weekend Warriors and Agents of Chaos who kick the asses of some things which don't even HAVE asses.

My Blog

In The Eyes of the Law.

There is a school of thought which says that human beings are predisposed to form tribes, social networks and co-dependencies anywhere that they gather in large enough numbers, and that those groups b...
Posted by Jamie on Thu, 26 Jun 2008 01:23:00 PST

I’ve been sleeping down at the laundromat . . .

"So why has there been no blog update action in 230 days?" I hear you ask.  No, seriously, I actually heard you ask that.  Collectively, you all sound a little bit like Brian Blessed.  ...
Posted by Jamie on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 12:30:00 PST

Temper Tantrums...Behold My Petted Lip!

When someone asks me if I have any pets  as often happens when I'm filling out surveys on Bebo, e-mails and MySpace, safe in the knowledge people want to know all about The Me  I always answer in on...
Posted by Jamie on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 04:04:00 PST

What I Did On My Summer Vacation by Duke Groovy aged 27.

"To let friendship die away by negligence and silence, is certainly not wise.  It is voluntarily to throw away one of the greatest comforts of this weary pilgrimage." -    &n...
Posted by Jamie on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 11:42:00 PST

A Slight Return.

It's been a while since I've had the time or opportunity to write a blog.  Now that I have a little of both, I find the one thing I'm missing is a tale to tell.  Don't get me wrong; Life con...
Posted by Jamie on Wed, 16 May 2007 11:32:00 PST

TalkTalk WankWank ShitShit DieDie

My home broadband connection with TalkTalk was supposed to be installed and active as of December 14th 2006. It is now 12th January and my flatmates and I can no more surf the web than we can pa...
Posted by Jamie on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 12:24:00 PST

The Wordnazi Cometh...

My ickle sister Jade sent me this article from The Metro on Thursday last week, obviously intending to incite my ire to new levels of apoplexy.  I love you all so much that I am going to copy it ...
Posted by Jamie on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 12:52:00 PST

The Death of the English Language...Addendum.

I just got sent a little forwarded message (shame on you, Miss Eccersley!) which included this sentence:   "If Yu Were Killed 2morw I Wudnt Be At ur Funeral Id Be In Jail Killin Da Wanka that Did...
Posted by Jamie on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 06:13:00 PST

Mr Rantypants has had a bad week.

It's been a bad week.  This blog has nothing to do with it, but I just needed somewhere to get some spleen vented.  Ewwww, spleen&icky.  The jam is right out of my doughnut, friends and...
Posted by Jamie on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 04:04:00 PST

Please hold for an important announcement...

This blog has been sporadic, dramatic and - dare I channel Travolta? - Hyyyyyyydromatic, but I'm afraid that a problem has arisen, chums. A few months ago my long-term friend, drinking partner, Famou...
Posted by Jamie on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 01:11:00 PST