Creative corner continues
John and I got together in Wimbledon last Wednesday to have a natter about G.o.D. and things. There was a bit of doubt about whether or not he wanted me there as he was having a bugger of a week. I needed out of the flat after the machinations of the last weekend and the on-going (but since won) battle getting the new washing machine into place. I was creatively stymied and needed to visit my “spot” at the Leather Bottle to recharge the creative juices. When arriving at the pub the only thing I wanted to do is get some lyrics down to a tune (my first original music) I came up with called ‘Whisky and Westminster.’ This was accomplished…and then some.
Not only did I manage some decent lyrics to that tune but managed to produce two plots for Sage of Wales series of short stories. Both Trollboy and Aleistair wanted me to produce something new. I am feeling rather good about the Sage of Wales series as his first staring role in a novel will soon be published. It’s called Slither Service, and it’s about bureaucrats and what they get up to in their “off-time”.
Rather pleased with my output at this point, I was delighted when I produced another song currently called ‘Year On’ which John produced a tune for later that evening. Eventually the knackered techie showed up. I bought him dinner, and he presented me with a CD of the latest mixes of our demo. It was this CD he “tested” in front of an intimate group of mates at “Camilla’s” in Wimbledon. The reaction was positive and feedback invaluable to our producer/musical polymath.
Speaking of music, G.o.D. contributing guitarist Mike has posted four tunes from his band Painkillers. Don’t worry, they aren’t some cheesy Judas Priest cover band. They do, however, seriously rock.
Libertarian blogdom’s bands are getting their acts together to rock the world. Who says only the left gets to have decent tunes?
Comments are off for this postStar Trek geek alert
If you think you have met an uber-Star Trek nerd… think again. I am talking someone who eats, breathes, and shits Star Trek. Well there is always someone more sad hardcore. The bloke who designed and built this flat certainly qualifies. As well as, of course, anyone who pays 549k for the place.
This via Bonehead.
1 commentIt’s All Fun Until Somebody Pokes An Eye Out
Fire is our friend. But fire is also our enemy:
A 22-year-old fire breather burned her face and torso during a party in Royal Oak, according to witnesses.Beth Guzdek of Sterling Heights put flammable liquid in her mouth, held a lit baton in front of her and she breathed flames, said Keith Howarth, one of about 60 guests at the party. Howarth is her boss at Noir Leather. During the second fire blow, the flames leapt back at her.
In related news, didn’t Mother warn you guys about this?
It was a horrible pain, like someone had stabbed me with a pair of scissors, said Jon Lipton. Lipton tripped, later blaming it on either his tied shoelaces or the various trip wires that lined the track, and came crashing down upon his own scissors, puncturing a lung and kidney and ending his dreams of winning a Golden Wallaby.
P.S. Check the comment (just below the title) on the second story. Methinks Mister Grumblebunny missed his nappy-wappy time today . . .
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