Dodging Reality is back…
Our second podcast is live for you to enjoy. Slap this (http://homepage.mac.com/lagwolf/podcasts/DodgingReality1.xml) link into your iTunes and enjoy. We have a piece from one of the guys behind Friends of Micronesia, one from Tracy Twyman, Laurence, and an interesting spot on Tory Women from J Sohal.
Follow this link to be taken to our page in iTunes music store.
2 commentsHeffer on radical Islam
We, or most of us, are in denial.
Comments are off for this postMichael Yon vs plagarists…
French plagarists as well. They stole his picture and abused it. Michael is using lawyers and the blogosphere to get this sorted. SNN was all over this last week. Go Michael!
Comments are off for this postLighter blogging
My beloved Kim has broken her ankle so I will be taking care of her for the next few weeks. Right now she is hospital and I shall be heading there in a bit. However, as per her instructions, I will be doing the podcast before heading off to see her at St Thomas’.
Update: Kim is doing well if a bit sore in the leg area. She is now a cyborg (technically speaking any “machine” however simple makes the person a cyborg) but doing well.
Comments are off for this postClampdown
the voices in your head are calling
stop wasting your time, there’s nothing coming
only a fool would think someone could save you
Bassist Paul Simonon demonstrates why he wasn’t The Clash’s frontman with a rather uninspired rendition of “The Guns of Brixton,” not to mention his, uh, dental work; musical (and dental, sort of) equilibrium is restored when he and Joe Strummer swap instruments and launch into “Clampdown.”
This was from an 80’s TV show called Fridays, a comedy-sketch/musical guest sort of thing, with a cast including Larry David and Michael Richards, later of Seinfeld fame.
I saw The Clash in the summer of ‘82, on their North American “Combat Rock” tour, shortly before the band broke up.
An amazing show, probably the best I’ve ever seen. They tore the joint up for 90 minutes, and then returned for a 3-hour encore that was still blazing along past midnight, when I had to leave due to work in the morning.
Also the LOUDEST thing I’ve ever heard, though that might have been due to the brutal acoustics of the site, a hot cement box of a convention centre filled with 5,000 sweaty people. I didn’t check, but I’m pretty sure that most of the paint was peeled off the walls that were still standing.
I still have the ticket stub. $11.50 for general admission (you could get as close to the stage as your elbows would carry you).
Now that’s what I call value for money.
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