Wales, Bloxwich.

Sunday I set off for Wales, just me and Elizabeth got into the car for the 3hr drive to meet my sister at Haven. Half way to our destination, the tootheache kicks in.

Upon arrival, I retreat to bed whilst Elizabeth goes out with Lucy.

By 3.30am I'm dressed and back in the car heading back towards the midlands, to my dentist.

12.30pm I undergo Root Canal treatment.

As I type, I feel much better but i'm rather melancholic. I miss Elizabeth. Elizabeth isn't missing me though, she hasn't noticed i've gone, as she's having too much fun in the 'tiger club' with her two cousins!. Oh well, I'll be back there tomorrow.

Some Pictures

Some pics of Elizabeth after her first hair cut. We've had it cut short as she has a habit of twizling it round her finger which has left a bald patch on her right. Hopefully this will get her out of the habit.

Tudor Tunes is shutting down, so we've been getting some of their stock from them. I bagged this lovely NIN box which houses my complete collection (minus 12" singles), which is cool. We've also got the listening post, which was a nightmare to get home, and Elizabeth is addicted to watching those cd's spin.

Last Shot? - Sex Pistols Live.

We went to see the Sex Pistols at Birmingham Academy on Wednesday. The first time I saw them was at Finsbury Park, TWELVE years ago. They were fantastic. I saw them a second time just months after the Finsbury show, at the Phoenix festival. It was cartoonish and it was Dire. The third time was 2002, at Crystal Palace. That gig had its moments, such as the unexpected Hawkwind cover, but again was a little bit pantomime.

Wednesday just gone, I saw them for the fourth (and final) time - at the Academy in Birmingham. The venue was Ideal for the pistols as it was small enough for them not to have to resort to cartoonery in order to please all those in front of them. The gig was stupidly hot, very loud, and one of the most powerful I've seen in a long time. I actually thought they bettered Finsbury Park.

My one regret after Finsbury was seeing the band again, only for them to disappoint me. Now I've seen them play such a fantastic gig once more, I'm not going to mar the memory and see them struggle at some arena or festival.

(Live pic taken by Birmingham Live on flickr - my camera is useless with shutter speeds, but excellent at recording film - film of which is too large to upload to youtube!)

The Happening - Review

Preachy preach preach preacy Preachy, Bad Acted, preachy preachy preach preacy, lack of suspense, preachy preachy preachy preach. Thanks for getting in your cars to come to the cinema to see my film. Preach preach preach. Man is bad. (This film is worse).

Tracklisting for June MP3 Mix

Miles Hunt

I was phoned up on Friday night to cover a gig at Wolverhampton Little Civic for the Express and Star. I was expecting to spend the evening lounging on the sofa in front of Derren Brown (who sometimes just let's himself in and stands around looking menacingly foppish). Alas, this wasn't to be the case as I was called to review Miles Hunt's local gig. Below is the review that appeared in the Express and Star (Click to Enlarge). Below that is a link to the FULL unsubbed review on the Final Word website.

http://www.thefinalword.co.uk/content/view/691/35/

Shop Smart?

We went to Asda in Tamworth today, officially the most patronizing shithole of a supermarket I've ever visited. Last time I went, I caught the pushchair on a corner guard, which took all of .5 of a second to manouver away from. The store 'Helper' (asda speak for mistreated minimum wage slave) stepped in to tell me next time to go a different route! I was so close to telling him what route he should go. I then realised he's employed by WalMart, America's worst employer, fastly becoming the UK's worst employer also. Poor fella, no wonder he's jumping on people to show his authority.



Anyway, yesterday. Me and Lisa were out and about when I decided I might get some new clothes. I suggest Asda. I hate the place, but it has a large clothing section (that accomodates for my large size!). Lisa agreed this was a good idea, as she could pick up some chicken for the evening dinner (i'm dieting, to reduce aforementioned size).



We get to asda, pick up our bits and bobs and go to the till. Upon payment of our handful of goods, I notice there are no bags bar the 15p 'bag for life', you know, the one's that last about 3 trips.

"Would you like some of those bags" asks the poor lady on the till

"no thanks" I reply.

"Do you want some free carier bags?" she responds.

"yes please". I only need two bags, one for clothes, one for food.

"Okay, BUT next time remember to bring bags with you".



The cheeky shithead. Excuse my french but THE PLANET IS NOT IN DECLINE. IT'S ALL BOLLOCKS TO GET YOU TO SPEND MONEY ON 'ENVIROMENTALLY FREINDLY BULLSHIT. Unfortunately most people are either insanely dumb, or creationists and don't recognise this.



I spend money with a company only for them to treat me like a kid who's not handed in his homework. Sorry miss, the dog ate my carrier bags. I shall have the environmentally damaging mutt put down and it won't happen again.



Incidentally, should I take out some ski's in the future, you know, in case I randomly decide to go ski-ing. How about in future trips out I take out with me some string, in case I pass a wedding and want to affix some string to the wedding car.



HOW CAN I FORGET TO BRING CARRIER BAGS ON A SPUR OF THE MOMENT DECISION TO VISIT THE SHOP. And how dare you try to talk down to me as if I'm a child.



I nearly exploded three or four times, but kept calm and just repeated to myself

"it's only walmart, it's only walmart, it's only walmart.



The irony is laughable.



Here's a random pic of me in my new booshgear, with my favourite new dvd. (oh and incidentally, please buy energy efficient plug converters for your pc if you're planning on reading my blog again, or thom yorke will track you down on his pushbike, cut you up, fertilize you for crop farming, and blather on about how the carbon footprint has been reduced by blah blah).

Apparently I am akin to a MONSTER....

......but at least i'm not deluded like this sad misinformed imbecile.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7430684.stm

Another case of religion Vs. Science 'gone mad' / 'on acid'

*delete cliche you dislike most.