Jah Lush

So famous Ms T you don't even know their names.

Hmmm... I thought my addiction was bad. You can still play Scrabulous via an email link and now there is the official version of Scrabble and then there is Wordscraper. Just trebled by addiction, thanks. I'm never gonna get any work done now.

Your Pretty Face Is Going Straight To Hell - Iggy & the Stooges.

Just finished series four. On the way back to you Keef.

"If you don't want to f*ck me baby, baby f*ck off." Wayne County & The Electric Chairs - F*ck Off.

Indeed. Good spot.

Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.

It's bloody gone again. Where it is? Anyone know?

Brendan, check for the original. Far superior. Written by Bunny Wailer if memory serves me right and recorded when they were still calling themselves the Wailing Wailers. The Wailing Wailers - Simmer Down

Here's a tip. Save your money. It's a mug's game.

Who Do You Think You Are? - Saint Etienne.

Me me me me me me me.

River Deep Mountain High - Ike And Tina Turner

Fire Brigade - The Move

The start of a Bank Holiday weekend and I'm stuck in the office on a Friday night until 8pm before I can let the tigers out of the cage so to speak. Fu*k I'm so fu*king bored. Gotta do the same tomorrow too. Urgh! Anyone else in a similar situation or is it just me?

Soul Fire - Lee "Scratch" Perry

SORTED FOR E'S AND WIZZ - PULP Oh is this the way they say the future's meant to feel? Or just 20,000 people standing in a field. And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is. But that's okay cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz. And tell me when the spaceship lands cos all this has just got to mean something. In the middle of the night, it feels alright, but then tommorow morning. Oh then you come down. Oh yeah the pirate radio told us what was going down. Got the tickets from some f*cked up bloke in Camden Town. Oh and no-one seems to know exactly where it is. But that's okay cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz. At 4 o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away. Alright. In the middle of the night, it feels alright, but then tommorow morning. Oh then you come down. Just keep on moving... Everybody asks your name, they say we're all the same and it's "nice one," "geezer" but that's as far as the conversation went. I lost my friends, I dance alone, it's six o'clock, I wanna go home. But it's "no way," "not today," makes you wonder what it meant. And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows, and you want to phone your mother and say, "Mother, I can never come home again, cos I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire." Alright. In the middle of the night, it feels alright, but then tommorow morning. Oh then you come down. What if you never come down?

What Brendan and Mellors said.

Timothy Taylor's Landlord, Theakstons Old Peculiar, Harveys Best, Youngs Special, Fullers ESB, Extra Cold Guinness, Red Stripe and Stella Artois to name but a few.

Heart Of Mine - Bob Dylan

Disco Inferno - Trammps

Death Disco - Public Image Limited

Let's Spend The Night Together - The Rolling Stones

Annasfield Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Tripping over and smashing my teeth out on the > pavement. I often think about this and it's > horrible. I've actually done it. Off my tits on various substances when I was about 16 or 17. Fell flat on my face and managed to smash eight of my teeth. Had four stiches in my chin as well.

Let's Stay Together - Al Green