Great Lost Tracks - An Everyday Series

It's a great start to a track, indeed a great track but it's just not Alison

You said a barraload James

Production

The blight on the creative process

(Music Twonk) - "I want music to give me summat..."

(Producer) - "Yeah- we can "give" ya that. Course... you know you gotta have ketchup on it "

Anything you want

That can be profitably supplied

A good metaphor for capitalism





Actually...




http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=jXBY5nJDz_k

"They said - "You'll be artistically free...
...but that was just a piece of paper.
They meant "Let's make a lot of moneeey...
...and worry about it later"

Actually...

It's just occurred to me...

That previous (and embarrassing) outburst of drunken, rebellious juvenilia could be easily undermined by the posting of a perfectly-sculpted, crystalline, gun-metal-grey Martin Hannet production from the early-80s...


Best retract that last 'un before...

















































Ahhhh bollix

Deliciously live and under-produced



"Now that your picture's in the paper being rhythmically admired
and you can have anyone that you have ever desired,
all you gotta tell me now is why, why, why, why.
Welcome to the workin' week.
Oh I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you...

...Sometimes I wonder if we're livin' in the same land,
Why d'you wanna be my friend when I feel like a juggler
running out of hands?

Welcome to the workin' week, oh, welcome to the working week."

Two Mastodons bellowing at each other over the primeval swamp.


(God - Ole Pee-Gee's gotta be the best there was hasn't he )

(Grammar note: imperative, present and badly mangled past/past indicative tenses... all for the price o' one!!! )




But enough about me and James' Clash of the Tightwads here tinight...

Serious question...





Who would win in a fight if Keef was showing the notoriously uptight, heavy bread-head Chuck B howta play the licks he'd copped offa him in the first place???

(Read it again Sev - it makes sense - honest )


There's only one way to find out....

"I know that I... should leave - but then...."

(Let's hear it for the odd-balls The fruitcakes Those who are a coupla slates short of the full roof... ...sandwiches short of a picnic... ...vowels short of a satisfying edition of Countdown... You know the score... )






"...I jess cain go on... you win... again"

Git it while it's still there (arcane) pop-pickers!!!



"This heart of mine could never see...
...what everybody knows but me.
Just trusting in you was my great sin
What can I do?
You win again. "

Immo wrote:I don't care what Toots sez

A long, lazy pub-bound afternoon with summa the geezers on here seems like a good idea to me at this moment.

I'm with toots on this immo, but my fantasy stennymad pub afternoon would have mo (who I love and respect dearly, sort of) tied to a chair with a big pointy hat on so we could throw coits on. Don't know why, it just seems right.

And no appearance from that cunt mita.

Toots is right btw.

Funny thing is, the PM version of Licker's last comment that he sent me was something about tossing quoits round my cock, no mention of a big pointy hat.

That's probably how he imagines my cock though. Big and pointy

Pointy cock

Oh pointy pointy

Anoint my head

Anointy nointy




Shouldn't that be "quoits" by the way?

Definite rise in grammatical laxity on this board.

supermo wrote:Toots is right btw.

Funny thing is, the PM version of Licker's last comment that he sent me was something about tossing coits round my cock, no mention of a big pointy hat.

That's probably how he imagines my cock though. Big and pointy

I've never imagined your cock.

Immo wrote:



Shouldn't that be "quoits" by the way?

Yes.

This thread appears to be a coupla tracks light...

"You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget."

(Cormac McCarthy - The Road)

Nytol

What a dream I had...





Folk rock

Fake rock

Fukked rake

Faux Raunch

Flo rocks

Sorry

Gettin a bit garbled now

I know...

Hard to get to grips with

Didn't quite catch it?

No worries...



...I'll say it again...

FLO ROCKS!!!!!!

Free range

(Rauwk 'n' Rheouwwwwl)

Fundamentally reasonable

For Rokebys (or standards... or both )


...everywhere

This thread gets more like a buncha cheap flowers laid beside a mangled lamp-post every time I see it.

Lux...

Real gone...

A real mental institution

A real band

No post-modern ironic sniggering

No controlled show...

Just a buncha drooling, weirdo-misfit, danger-to-society, badly dressed fukks dancin about like complete and utter mongs....


...and an audience full of mental patients having the night of their lives dancing along with em.

Cramps-tastic

I hope they drove ole Lux to the pearly gates in this car...



You wanna talk about the real junk?