Brighton Rock
Yes, we know it's been a while and for that we're sorry, though that might not be the word we're looking for. Like bit part Shakespearian characters, life and time has conspired against us. Then again, at our age, time's always conspiring against us. Recent highlights during frequently dashing days have included the incredible Specials at Brixton Academy (Newcastle for Joop too), Dan Reed at Bush Hall (a drunk Wilding working the room and for that he'd like to apologise) and a Saturday game between the Yankees and the Red Sox in front of Jupes' spaceship sized TV. Oh, the highs and lows, at one point Wilding (Yankees) was dancing like a little girl and then he was merely crying like one.
Now the first live Perfect Ten looms before us like Mothra coming out of the gloom. On Saturday we take our whimsy and record collections to the seaside and see if we can make a roomful of people gasp with outrage and then giggle like we can the production people who sit behind the studio glass at USP. Remember though, they're paid to be there, they might just be polite... If all else fails, Anchorman's a fun film and we can DJ at an almost professional level and we'll be looking sharp, some say pretty (not us). If you can't make it, and we know geography's against a lot of you, you've been quite vocal about it, but we had to start shows somewhere and that somewhere is Brighton. If it doesn't all end like the Hindenburg (not half as funny a line if it actually does) then there'll be more in the autumn, why, some even near you house... Before then, both live shows will air via the usual channels, the first on the Tuesday after the bank holiday weekend unless I'm very much mistaken, which means nothing as I very often am.
So we'll see you 300 or so brave souls on Saturday at the Duke Of Yorks, thanks very much to Jon with the unpronounceable surname for sorting this all out, and for those of you at the front, duck...
Currently, I'm reveling in the Manics' new album, ditto the Mars Volta record, Dusty Rhodes and The River Band and the Bowerbirds. I've stopped reading as I'm trying to write book 2 and my mind's a junkyard at the best of times so I'm trying to clear some space. And can I please recommend Michael Caine's new film, Is Anybody There? I cried. At a screening. Told you I was a little girl.
Love and broken glass
Phil(l) at the behest and on behalf of P&P Industries
xxx
Now the first live Perfect Ten looms before us like Mothra coming out of the gloom. On Saturday we take our whimsy and record collections to the seaside and see if we can make a roomful of people gasp with outrage and then giggle like we can the production people who sit behind the studio glass at USP. Remember though, they're paid to be there, they might just be polite... If all else fails, Anchorman's a fun film and we can DJ at an almost professional level and we'll be looking sharp, some say pretty (not us). If you can't make it, and we know geography's against a lot of you, you've been quite vocal about it, but we had to start shows somewhere and that somewhere is Brighton. If it doesn't all end like the Hindenburg (not half as funny a line if it actually does) then there'll be more in the autumn, why, some even near you house... Before then, both live shows will air via the usual channels, the first on the Tuesday after the bank holiday weekend unless I'm very much mistaken, which means nothing as I very often am.
So we'll see you 300 or so brave souls on Saturday at the Duke Of Yorks, thanks very much to Jon with the unpronounceable surname for sorting this all out, and for those of you at the front, duck...
Currently, I'm reveling in the Manics' new album, ditto the Mars Volta record, Dusty Rhodes and The River Band and the Bowerbirds. I've stopped reading as I'm trying to write book 2 and my mind's a junkyard at the best of times so I'm trying to clear some space. And can I please recommend Michael Caine's new film, Is Anybody There? I cried. At a screening. Told you I was a little girl.
Love and broken glass
Phil(l) at the behest and on behalf of P&P Industries
xxx
posted by Jupitus at
10:08
1 Comments:
It's amazing how much you timing sucks!
I leave for Kenya and South Africa on a five or six week business thang tomorrow and - as a result will - leave without either of the live shows to keep me warm on those cold southern hemisphere nights.
'Tis only the careful and astonishingly disciplined hoarding of the last half dozen that stands between me and a Phil(l)-less future.
You'll be wonderful, wish I was there.
Keep the faith
DodgyCam
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