All time top five tunes....
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Ramses II is dead, my love
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Drive in Saturday
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Ventura Highway
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Six feet of snow
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Truth'll set you free
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The Fugs |
David Bowie
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America
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Little Feat
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Mother's Finest
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Bubbling under...... |
Arethra Franklin
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I Say A Little Prayer |
| If you've never heard of the Fugs, you'll get an idea of their style from the personal adds on their album cover....... | |
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PERSONALS - A FUGS COMMUNITY SERVICE Noted Chicago blues singer with fondness for crouching in wooden wash tubs full of spinach egg noodles seeks permanent relationship with purple nippled lady horse trainer. No phonies need apply. Lady ad executive, 31, stacked, seeks long haired depravos who share secret passion for carbon auto ring smudge. Discretion assured, references. No exhaust queens, please. Stare service. I will tie you up and stare at you for hours on end. Sound like fun? Give me a ring. No violence. See photo. Wealthy lady, prone to grope-fits, with firm belief in werewolves, desires oversexed teenage archeologists for pilot project in spirit photography at subterranean Mongolian retreat. Type A-negative only. |
| Keep tha' faith.... | Keep tha' faith, is of course a 'Northern Soul' expression, originating from the infamous Wigan Casino in Lancashire in the early seventies. This exciting musical genre even had a number one hit - 'Footsie' by 'Wigan's chosen few'. The height of fashion, compulsory attire included tank tops, bowling shoes and 27 inch flairs accompanied by calf length leather coats. The amphetamine fueled dance sessions would often last 3 days, the participants only stopping to go out and burgle another pharmacy. One day my pal Dickie and I dropped some microdots, watched the Wizard of OZ and then went down to the local northern soul convention. He happened to play the keyboards in the club band at the venue and caused havoc with the minds of the soulies by sneaking backstage, switching on his synth and doing hawkwind-esque riffs over the top of 'needle in a haystack' by Martha and the vandellas. Oh how we laughed........ the torch burns bright! |
| Oh Goat, my love for you is profound.... | You know, one of the funniest things I ever saw was at a free festival at Stonehenge, midsummer 1977. After 4 days of freaks, punks and chaos I had stumbled into this little circle of teepees in a quiet corner of the festival, in the middle of which knelt this totally tripped out guy in full hippie regalia. He was looking lovingly into the eyes of this scruffy white goat and gently stroking it's beard. Then with deep conviction he said, "Oh Goat, my love for you is profound" Immediately this big hippie woman dashed out of the nearest Teepee and said " Don't say things like that to him, you'll fuck his head up." ??????????? |
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One lump or two? |
the first time I ever met Mr Soft... (-name changed to preserve privacy), he had just had a pre-tour medical exam and was still wandering around the rehearsal studio in his underpants. He offered to make me a cup of tea and I had real trouble keeping a straight face when he asked"one lump or two?" |
| 400 pounds and rolling..... |
It was 2am in Bradford, and we were just driving back to the hotel after projecting on the front of the Film Museum. Suddenly there is this loud bang as the generator comes lose from the back of the truck and starts to roll backwards down hill. I turn to the guy next to me and shout "quick, jump out and pull the brake before it kills someone". Only problem is that the guy next to me is Rob and he weighs around 36 stone...... The words 'quick' and'Rob' don't go well together.Sure enough, He jumps out, falls straight over and begins to roll off downhill even faster than the Generator. I'll never forget the look of disbelief on his face as he hurled away.....It was Tom and Jerry for real. |
A team of sky-diving elvis impersonators
Gary Oldknow answers some questions
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Hat?
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Yes, even in bed |
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Why?
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It's in my contract-must be able to wear hat at all times |
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Shades?
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Try looking at a 7000w projector for a few minutes |
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deepvisual?
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Well, to me it seemed like a deep, visual thing |
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How's business?
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I seem towork all the time but I still don't drive a BMW. You should see my bike though. |
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If only you'd known?
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I would've stayed home. |
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Favourite food?
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hotter than vindaloo please & Kimchi for Breakfast |
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Drink?
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Absinthe, Bloody Marys, Loads of beer |
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Others?
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Not so much these days, |
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How do you like to dress?
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I think something went wrong there a while back ...I should be wearing long trousers at my age |
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How did you get into this line
of work?
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I sold my soul to Satan in order to be with the rich and famous. I didn't quite see it turning out like this though. |
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Loves?
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Bach, work, pleasure, |
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Can't stand?
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Intolerance |
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Any Secrets? |
Closet Buddhist, Roadies are usually expected to be strung out on something else. Besides I'm not really a roadie, It's just my annual working holiday. |
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Dreams?
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Sometimes I get to sleep, then I dream of load-outs, bingo callers & Koreans but not in that order... |
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Devon Aoki
one day she'll come to her senses and call me up!
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