Not to overdo it with the Cromiana on here, but we just got word that the official Crom tour camera has been recovered along with several special memories heretofore believed lost to the ages. The first incident dredged from the sands of time is this interlude Fill took between falling flat on his back while playing guitar and throwing his equipment at the other guitarist with enough force to shatter his skull. We would just like to point out that in addition to making him look not unlike the Cookie Monster, these cables were still plugged into his amps, which were still plugged into the wall. More info as it comes to us and them.
I once dared a buddy to eat £5 in coins. And he did. It cost him a fiver and will probably give him colon cancer, but it won him my respect. Last weekend I dared someone to sit in a fridge for an hour, which, it turns out, is so dangerous there’s even a Refrigarator Saftey Act to address that specific problem. However,
“I dare you” is one of the most magical phrases in the English language and if you care about things like pride and honour you pretty much have to do it. The daring community was hit badly this week after a forklift truck driver died after a dare to eat a whole jar of chilli sauce went horribly wrong...
Whenever there's a big media controversy over here (Merica) it's always over something stupid like suggestive ice cubes or the fact that somebody just read Huckleberry Finn for the first time. Very rarely is it because the local public health board has focused a little too much of their time on pubic health and created a computer game for girls to practice trimming their bush. Fiffi was developed by the Swedish Association for Sexual Education following a survey that revealed that 90% of all Swedish women tend their pubes and is basically just Wooly Willie taken to its logical, groinal extreme.
The Skinema reading at the pub last night was a packed out success, despite it very nearly turning into a total fiasco. Things took a turn for the worse early on when the organiser ate a peanut (bad idea for someone with a severe nut allergy). So while he was nearly dying in hospital we were unable to locate the books we were planning to sell and the slide projector Chris needed for his presentation. At 8PM, with a full house eagerly awaiting the acclaimed author, there was no sign of Nieratko. I called him and he told me that he was still 40 miles outside London, insisting that it wasn't his fault because "NOBODY FUCKING TOLD ME STONEHENGE WAS CLOSED ON SUNDAYS!" Two nail-biting, thumb-twiddling hours later, Nieratko runs into the pub, apologising to everyone and thanking them for sticking around. Luckily for us, him and everyone concerned, he's a very funny dude who not only managed to win over the crowd, but also did a repeat show for the people who couldn't get into the first reading.
This interview was supposed to take place in a locked vault in Sony/BMG headquarters, with Murray Engelheart, the author of the book AC/DC: Maximum Rock & Roll yelling his insights to me over the top of AC/DC's yet-to-be-released Black Ice album, due out on the 20th of October.
I was then supposed to write these insights down, shorthand, because there was no way Sony was going to let me take a recording device into the vault. You'd have it all straight from the horse’s mouth. Unfortunately that didn't happen because something they “couldn’t discuss” was going down at Sony and the guy who was supposed to put the CD in the slot wasn’t available and consequently morale was too low for anyone else to bother doing it. Something like that anyway.
So, instead, this interview took place in a cafe with Murray and another guy, Lucas Ihlein who is an affable fellow and also the man behind the bonscottblog.
My mum called and told me she'd
found a box of my belongings that she thought I'd want
to see. I went home, opened the box and found letters, poems, newspaper
cuttings, concert tickets and these pictures that I lovingly drew of my childhood idol Michael Jackson...
OK, I know it's a Monday and the sensible thing to do would be to stay in, but Music Knights tonight promises to be more fun than a Saturday night during which you win the lottery and all your enemies die. As well as free Suso cocktails, we've got live performances from Herman Dune and Fanfarlo, a band who David Bowie described as having a "particular knack of being able to create uplifting music that's blessed with a delicious melancholia at the same time." Listen for yourselves and read through the little chat we had with Simon from Fanfarlo below...
My Polish cousin, Paulina, sent me some bootleg cassettes from the 1980s which were recorded on a tape recorder at a metal festival in communist-era Poland. This was apparently the only way this music could be distributed at the time. This was my first taste of Jarocin festiwal...
Today we have a look at Jessica Pemberton, 28, an illustrator and designer from London.
incredibly imaginative. Her sassy sense of humour shines through in her
drawings, making you want to see more. She has endless ideas and will, no
doubt, keep looking at things slightly off centre.” – Daisy de
graduating from the Royal College Of Art Jessy has worked for Paul Smith, Frost
French and Jockey, exhibiting alongside the likes of Tracy Emin and Mike