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music. mavericity. festivals. fun. frollics. politics. philosophy. dancing. sweating. football. and of course sex, jugs and rocknroll. wrecks, thugs, mocking, goals...
Relentlessly energetic harbingers of dancefloor anarchy called Poppy, e-based anarcho syndicalists with a penchant for procrastination who'll gladly furnish me with free social lubricants... and buxom, eloquent, erudite, exhibitionists with a love of stripping and quoting 18th century french philosophical rebuttals of Hobbes' 'Leviathan'...
primal scream, pulp, the clash, the knock, plan b, asiandubfoundation, the specials, hard-fi, arctic monkeys, rage against the machine, the sex pistols, pete doherty, the rakes, NWA, Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan, David Bowie, Willy Mason, blak twang, the bronson deal, kasabian, the who, portishead, zero7, maximo park, massive attack, tupac, dre, dead kennedys, manic street preachers (holy bible era), black box recorder, white stripes, happy mondays, stone roses, blur, suede, black grape, deltron 3030, Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, Gil Scott Heron, NERD, Kelis, the zutons, razorlight, drugstore, the libertines, babyshambles, jamie t, nouvelle vague, the magic numbers, UNKLE... blah blah blah
Everyone knows I hate films. Just ask James Collitt. That said, I hate these slightly less than most: withnail and i, american beauty, natural born killers, the people versus larry flint, braindead, lock stock and two smoking barrels, snatch, love, honour and obey, final cut, american history x, fight club, dogma, nuts in may, bowling for columbine, the corporation, supersize me, anchorman, 24 Hour Party People...
When I'm not running around a dancefloor in the style of Alan Shearer or dancing across a football pitch in the manner of the mighty Shed Seven's Rick Witter, you'll me driving to Dundee in my bare feet, chomping on toberlerone, formulating ideas for programmes called Yachting Mishaps. And A Partridge Amongst The Pigeons, which is actually just a title. Monkey Tennis anyone? I mainly watch Sitcom repeats on UK Gold like Alan Partridge and Games as well as football, music channels or WWE. That said, these days it is all about Peep Show as I can really relate to Mark and his posh spazzy sock ironing ways. Socks, shirts, whatever...
I don't read. I write. Actually that's a lie. I hereby nominate 'Tits Out Teenage Terror Totty' by Steven Wells as the best book, with the worst title, ever written. All other novels are merely embellishment, detail and irrelevant, Rousseau's 'discourse on inequality' and ' the social contract' aside. And 'Filth' by Irvine Welsh. Amazing novel.
The Arnold Family, Poppy 'The One Girl Riot' Spowage, Samuel 'It's An Allegy, Not An Illness' Fuller, James 'My Game Lies In My Grapple' Collitt, Verity 'Emotion is weakness' Corton,... Larry Flynt, Kolo Toure, Cesc Fabregas, Hugo Chavez, Ian Wright, Jarvis Cocker, Bobby Gillespie, John Lydon...