mockney piers

I haven't put my wii on for a since before wedding, so will plug it in at some point. Can't make tonight, out taking photos!

Rather oddly I still see that song as coming from their new album. Is that wrong?

Can't believe I said the world is dying...as the Mash said: Earth - "I'll be just fine"

sorry back to some imbred foreigners...(though agree with Loz...President Blair (or even Madam President Beckham?) EEEEK!!!

Hmm, I think concrete foundations go into pretty much every building bigger than a shed, and even then.... Turbines don't have nearly the impact on bird populations that just about any other human activity has, if you're that concerned about our feathered friends ban cats as pets. In fact the RSPB are pro wind farms and you'll notice the only examples of negative impact on bird populations they give aren't in the UK http://www.rspb.org.uk/ourwork/policy/windfarms/index.asp Indeed small turbines attached to your house are little more than gestures, have you noticed how big they need to be? Turbines are very efficient, and yes they may be intermittent, but what isn't, even coal powered stations need down time. But get this, it's totally clean and ... ooh renewable. So they're pretty ugly (I actually think they're rather majestic but hey); world is dying and bigger sacrifices will have to be made, and made soon, than having the horizon a bit cluttered. "I'm all for renewable energy but sometimes the options smack of jobs for the boys and lining pockets." poppy cock, fuck sight cheaper than ploughing it all into a new generation of nuclear power stations that will not only cost untold billions but will lump future generations with enormous clean up bills just as we're having to pay astronomical costs now for the first generation of stations. Wind farms are no magic solution but they're a bloody start.

I don't know, there were glimmers of hope in that performance, especially in the first half. Plus I don't think the first red should have been a red, it wasn't a dangerous or professional tackle, just rubbish. Second red mind you.....

I read quite a few 'alternative news sources', which can be great for rumours, hearsay and different points of view. I love the ones by people who experience things, there was a wonderful insightful blog by an officer in the Met, until they shut him down. The good ones are few and far between, and particularly the punditry blogs you have to take with a certain pinch of salt if not outright disbelief, though that doesn't necessarily mean they're not worth reading for different reasons. So it's good to see some of the better ones actually doing what journalists seem to do a little less often these days, and get off their arses and find stuff out for themselves. Here's a as good an analysis of the Darfur conflict as I've read, by Abu Muquwama's Londonstani. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

I just wish she wasn't so damn chirpy (and could pronounce places properly). She should say, "You're at Dog Kennel Hill, now FUCK OFF home you arse", that would suit me down to the ground.

I've heard Cross Rail is already being scaled right back, so I'm guessing non.

The recorded voice girl on the Bus, not only is she bizarrely enthusiastic about Penge on the 176, but she insists on calling the destination clarpum on the 45.

just gave this a listen on songza. Nice old school acid with crazy japanese girls doing chicken impressions, does that sounds about right? Difficult to tell if you're listening to the right thing on songza some times.

Had my monthly Fopp splurge. Won't bore you with all the details, but listening to Lambchop's new album Ohio, which is just lovely. Not that Damaged was depressing or anything, Kurt doesn't really do down, regardless of what life throws at him. But you can just sense this album was recorded during happier times. It's really beautiful if very much trademark Lambchop territory, which to stretch the metaphor, is probably the long bar at the Sanderson, with a pair of wood pigeons cooing in the retro decor and chipmunks teasing at the bands frayed trouser hems. On to Montreal's latest, which can only be described as a ludicrous album. I can sense genius in there somewhere, but honestly where to start looking, no sooner have you pressed play and thought, hmm electro bright eyes, than it's immediately changed to Spinto, followed about 35 seconds later to Queen....or Abba or something, before becoming Ziggy Stardustesque glam en route to Joan Jet via a 30 second stint of discordant industrial power drill music before...you get the picture. All terrifically executed I must say. And a debut from Ottowa's the Acorn, which from a brief listen seems to be doing all the right things with pianos, strings, guitars and the usual mcgubbins to my mind.

Jon Swift on the benefits of mobs "Brooks even goes so far as to claim that conservatives once valued ?constant reading, historical understanding and sophisticated thinking.? We did? Since when? Does he honestly believe that the conservative movement was based on people who read books? Reagan wasn?t elected by the Harvard faculty. It was an angry mob tired of welfare queens and pinko fellow travelers selling us out to the Soviet Union that put him in office. And when Al Gore tried to steal the election in Florida in 2000 it took an angry mob of bussed in Young Republicans to remind Americans that you don?t get to be President just because you have the most votes. That?s not how democracies work."

AcedOut, I've received an email from a very upset punter demanding to know why you're an "Ex-Saints fan". What gives?

From Sky News at the time of the Iraq invasion "Umm Qasr is a town similar to Southampton", UK Defence Minister Geoff Hoon told the House of Commons yesterday. "He's either never been to Southampton, or he's never been to Umm Qasr", said one British soldier, informed of this while on patrol in Umm Qasr. Another added: "There's no beer, no prostitutes, and people are shooting at us. It's more like Portsmouth."

saw this fella in Wales Will it make me? a) Very High b) Very Sick c) Very High and Very Sick

It's funny you should say that. I always used to go to the front until. But after the Animal Collective gig a couple of years back I had really bad tinitus as a direct result for about a year, and high frequencies still make a buzzing sound in my ear. I now stand at the back, which makes drinking beer a lot easier in all fairness. Ooh, Last Shadow Puppets, good stuff. See you like bands with silly names too!!

They're the band who's one shot at fame, an appearance on The Tube, they missed because Tranmere were playing at home. Here's a modern singalong favourite dedicated to Pete Doherty

Neither of which can even come close to touching Half Man Half Biscuit at the Forum last night. They remain heroes to the core, I love them, opened with Restless Legs, belted out a coulpe of classics including Trumton Riots and Fuckin' Ell It's Fred Titmus, plus modern classics like 24 Hour garage People and For What is Chatteris. Plus I love the age range, men in Dupla Prague away kits with their sons in Joy Division oven gloves...brilliant

Who else, my ribs still hurt from the encounter (every morning btw).

Sorry you've lost me there Bob. Bemoaning a loss of real values in society is not the same about trumpeting about how you're like soooo above sleb gossip. I was chatting with a chap approaching retirement this morning on the station platform and he was comparing today's footballers with the genuine greats of the past (we haven't had one since Brooking apparently). He regretted the way money and celebrity has changed the game, and having been a lifelong season ticket holder at Charlton he's finally growing disillusioned with the whole deal. Sounded pretty genuine to me, but apparently he's responsible for Beckham Inc by not giving a shit about Beckahm Inc? Again, explain that one.

Sorry *Bob*, I'll grant you many things but I won't let you have this post-ironic relativism or wherever it is you're coming from on this. I genuinely can't stand it and I'm not one of the gawpers. But when even the so-called serious papers will happily splash the latest about Paris Hilton in a desperate move to shift papers in an ever-decreasin market, where I have to thumb my way past the latest nobodies in a bid to find the London Paper crossword, when even Alex James is practically blimmin omnipotent, then some of it will osmote. I do nothing to encourage, but it is becoming entrenched in our society. Escapism, piffle; if a bit of glamour helps us look up and aspire from our Tesco shelf-stacking that why the fuck is Eastenders so shitting popular, it makes me want to gnaw my own limbs off with a blunt spoon....which can't even fucking GNAW!!!!!

One couple perhaps, but I'm pretty certain more than one coupling.

Seriously, anyone, find me a film with a more finely honed script. Normally films like that come from theatre and rarely translate to the big screen. Withnail works perfectly in that British gritty cinema sort of way. Again, I understand people not liking it, or even hating it (and its proponents "fecking students" etc) but why deny its brilliance?