Jah Lush

Aaah bless...that's lovely Giddygecko, hope it all works out for you both despite being oceans and continents apart and welcome back to the EDF.

Aha ha ha!>:D

*Thinks Mr D'Arcy?, Jane Austin/Bridgid Jones or that bloody crappy bass player from the Pumpkins?* *Thinks again...oh shit! I gotta get outta here, got a gig to go to tonight* *Damn was really enjoying myself there* *But you can't miss the Stones for anything, see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya*

F**k all Alan. I'm a one off original, I don't conform to any stereotype. I'm me.

He's turned into one of the lyrics of his songs:- "What a waster, what a f**king waster, you pissed it all up the wall."

*Cha! get busy wid the skanking girlie* *Ya na worry bout work when your body movin' to da riddim* *Slugs from bottle of Cockspur, lights spliff* *Sings - "Oh cherry oh cherry oh baby."* *A whoa! Dulwich Mum still in a alcoholic coma, turn it up louder!*

Jeremy Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Les Paul - too heavy > Strat - neck too thick Then, I'd suggest a Les Paul Junior or a Telecaster.

*Yah maan, dem tunes go straight to me hips*

Yeah mon! Any Trojan boxset should do the trick, real old skool, that'll get us skanking in here. Bim!

"In the land of the free you're free to do what we tell you." - The late great Bill Hicks.

Crisps!!!! F**king chav food.

Yeah! The Ramones, New York Dolls Iggy & The Stooges The Velvet Underground Debbie Harry (swoon swoon) Fender & Gibson guitars

Actually, I thought the two albums he did with The Libertines were pretty good. He's a shambles but the cops have ballsed up on this one though.

No, sorry I'm off to see the Stones.

Yeah! Great album Seeing as you're asking I'll put on Born For A Purpose just for you. Easy skanking girl.

Ahem! Jack Daniels Makers Mark Rebel Yell Screamin' Jay Hawkins Little Richard Chuck Berry Howling Wolf Muddy Waters Arthur Alexander Jimi Hendrix Muhammed Ali James Brown The Blues Soul and R n' B (not the new shit) Levi Strauss

Anything but...clue is in another thread. Augustus Pablo Lee "Scratch" Perry King Tubby Doctor Alimantado U Roy Big Youth

Well spotted Mockers. Try this one for size. Dah dah! der der der, der der der!

*Oh god yeah, double album went on forever, no wonder I got an ear worm* *Looks up ahead..Is it a bird? is a plane?* *Aha! MW74 flying through the air in a baldy wig, playing air guitar* *What a sight to behold*

Spaceage Bachelor Pad Music.

One lives in hope Annasfield. Keep the faith and believe.

*Blimey MW74 is that Germfree Adololescent you're singing there* *You've got a nice warble but you've given me an ear worm* *Oh dear poor Dulwich Mum, she only seems to come out at night these days* *Mind you don't spill her champers coz they'll be trouble*

I think there is some progress being made down that side of ED. Still needs tidying up a bit more though. I went to the new Italian place Si Mangia the weekend before last as was a big fan of their sister restaurant Lorenzos in Crystal Palace. Good to have a local, friendly family run Italian just around the corner but I must say because it wasn't packed to the gills they were a little over attentive and the lighting needs a dimmer switch, other than that the food was fantastic and I had a very pleasant evening there. The Herne doesn't appeal to me anymore (too many noisy children, the garden is more like a creche) and I've never been a fan on the FHT but might give it whirl at some point.

Air Force One arrives at Heathrow and President Bush strides to a warm and dignified reception from the Queen. They are driven in a 1934 Bentley to the edge of central London where they change to a magnificent 17th century carriage hitched to six white horses. They continue on towards Buckingham Palace waving to the thousands of cheering Britons; all is going well. Suddenly, the right rear horse lets fly with the most horrendous earth-shattering fart ever heard in the British Empire. The fart shakes the coach. The smell is atrocious! Both passengers in the carriage must use perfume-dipped handkerchiefs over their noses, but the two dignitaries of state do their best to ignore the incident. The Queen turns to President Bush saying: "Mr President, please accept my regrets. I am sure you understand there are some things that even a Queen cannot control." Bush, with his usual diplomatic aplomb, replies: "Your Majesty, do not give the matter another thought. Until you mentioned it, I thought it was one of the horses."

*Pumpkins different band now though Keef, only old Baldy left and I hate his whiney voice* *Only liked first album at a stroke* *Thanks for the script Doctor Keef, I'm sure you're namesake would appreciate* *Oh look, Mockers seems better already...marvellous* *Charlie's good tonight innee?*