I'm a Vain, Sharp Dad

"One man, scorned and covered with scars..."

Tuesday, 7 April 2009

Instant Karma

I saw this on Telly in 1990 when there was a Lennon tribute concert - I'd been getting into the Beatles, and John Lennon in particular in an especially pseudy teenage kind of way. There was nothing in the charts that I liked at the time (SAW ruled the airwaves) Indie was a few years away and somehow, the Smiths had completely passed me by in the 80s. (Something I later made up for).

So I decided almost by default that I liked the Beatles. I got hold of some stuff, and bugger me if I wasn't right. It's and understatement to say that there are some wonderful songs there, in a back catalogue that three (four at a push) blokes had no right to be generating between them in the same place, and at the same time.

Anyway, I hadn't come across this particular track yet, but instantly thought it was one of the best, most energetic and uplifting songs I had ever heard. And now, whilst the original (which I rapidly sought out) is now ingrained in my mind as being close to perfection, this version has a certain nostalgia for me personally. It also has a great concert vibe to it. Not bad, considering it's a Mackem singing.

Caught in a trap

When I started this blog, it was a way of getting a bit of therapy, having a rant and talking about stuff. Then, because I like boobs, I stuck a few piccies on, and let my shallow side loose.

I then found that I had, for the first time on any blog i have ever run, at least some readers. I got a bit excited and I let things run away. It was fun, and I enjoyed the challenge of finding new stuff, and people seemed to like it.

Now though, I feel like perhaps I've played the clown enough. When I start finding me shallow for real, it worries me a bit.

So - I'd like to fix the balance, so what I plan to do is to make the boobs side of things a bit less obvious, and post a bit less of that sort of thing. Which also means posting a bit more of this sort of thing.

At this point, if you want to leave, the exit is over there.

Edit: I've moved all of the other stuff to here: www.madpariahsdivan.blogspot.com

There's a place for that side of me - but it's now on that blog.

The companion for the last two Doctor Who specials is...

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Sorry, but there are no norks in this post - please move away now.

Monday, 6 April 2009

Shii

Tuesday, 31 March 2009

Lost Generation - simple, but brilliant.

Wednesday, 4 March 2009

We didn't start the fire....

(With apologies to Billy Joel)

The Credit Crunch will cripple us all
You'll get cancer playing with your balls

Piers Morgan is a telly star
Nobody wants to buy a car

Cricketers now live in fear
There's not much Doctor Who this year

Global warming makes it snow
Where did all the proper telly go?

Celebrity coverage makes me frown
Newcastle are going down

It's enough to make me really glum
Here's a bird with big tits banging on a drum.

Friday, 27 February 2009

They don't make 'em like that any more #2

Gillian Hills, star of 60s film 'Blow Up' and also later of TV Classic 'The Owl Service'



Stunning.