Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Fisting his coin purse, apparently
Senor Rob de la Whoriskey checks in once again from Norwich, gawd bless 'im... The highlights from his latest torrent of knowledge:
hope everything is top notch back in the land of fifty head butts. things have been really good for me over here recently, ive finally got back into my art work after one and a half whole years of being a lazy degenerate. recently ive been drawing dead boys, condoms and pregnancy tests and have been revelling in the colours pink, light brown and most of all baby blue....... spaff!
im generally really excited about everything at the minet most of all drawing and music, i dont know about you guys but, has music ever been this healthy? yesterday i finally got my hands on The Knife's silent shout album. it sounds like nothing ive ever heard before and the silent shout video is the sickist thing since the ebola virus rocked african dance floors in the mid ninties, the second track neverland is also an unearthly pleasure to listen to alone in your room with the lights out while looking at the six oclock traffic. ive made a concerted effort to finally get my hands on the global goon album family glue which i, as tuggers and dano know, have been whining on about for ages now so i orderded it. a recent discovery i made aswell was rex the dog who i suspect tuggers might know because of his boner for kompact and their bleepy din. i, despite my best efforts, have been liking death from above 1979, only because i swear i made music just like that when i was 15, with my bass and a boss distortion pedal, its like looking at a fashion photographers interpritation of my early years, where im sexy and class looking. ive also on the basis of hearing just one track been liking battles who made guitar muisic sound interesting for a minet, and frankie sparo who sounds like four tet playing with messy angelo, and messy is being really boozy and funny (by the way i love you diarmo), i found him on the song of the silent land compilation on constilation.
anyway ive been lovin the art work posted recently dano, its bootylicious, the one with the hands tugged me off this morning. oh yeah the album in a day was so pure and so class that i shouted both pure and class out loud when i heard it. i hav'nt really been writing much music recently, bits of pieces here and there. i really want to buy a synthisizer and play some of my songs on that to see what they sound like, but money will stop me from doing that.
right so, sorry for the long silence, hope this finds you all in good health and not full of aids, i will try to be in touch with your bad selves soon adios negros
rob t whoriskey
ps saying fist instead of fuck is the new black eg "fist me that chantelle is a charming and intelligent person, who champions working class resourcefulness in the field of being dappy"
im generally really excited about everything at the minet most of all drawing and music, i dont know about you guys but, has music ever been this healthy? yesterday i finally got my hands on The Knife's silent shout album. it sounds like nothing ive ever heard before and the silent shout video is the sickist thing since the ebola virus rocked african dance floors in the mid ninties, the second track neverland is also an unearthly pleasure to listen to alone in your room with the lights out while looking at the six oclock traffic. ive made a concerted effort to finally get my hands on the global goon album family glue which i, as tuggers and dano know, have been whining on about for ages now so i orderded it. a recent discovery i made aswell was rex the dog who i suspect tuggers might know because of his boner for kompact and their bleepy din. i, despite my best efforts, have been liking death from above 1979, only because i swear i made music just like that when i was 15, with my bass and a boss distortion pedal, its like looking at a fashion photographers interpritation of my early years, where im sexy and class looking. ive also on the basis of hearing just one track been liking battles who made guitar muisic sound interesting for a minet, and frankie sparo who sounds like four tet playing with messy angelo, and messy is being really boozy and funny (by the way i love you diarmo), i found him on the song of the silent land compilation on constilation.
anyway ive been lovin the art work posted recently dano, its bootylicious, the one with the hands tugged me off this morning. oh yeah the album in a day was so pure and so class that i shouted both pure and class out loud when i heard it. i hav'nt really been writing much music recently, bits of pieces here and there. i really want to buy a synthisizer and play some of my songs on that to see what they sound like, but money will stop me from doing that.
right so, sorry for the long silence, hope this finds you all in good health and not full of aids, i will try to be in touch with your bad selves soon adios negros
rob t whoriskey
ps saying fist instead of fuck is the new black eg "fist me that chantelle is a charming and intelligent person, who champions working class resourcefulness in the field of being dappy"
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Clap your hands fuck off
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
fird party
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Exciting Times
The news that you've passed all you're exams? A conga line in the Fubar? Another gratuitous mention from Daithi in the People's Press? Are any of these enough to warrant a late-night drunken post? Hardly.
What I'm spazzing on about is this here: we're the 266th Album-a-Day in tom7's fine crapart project (scroll down towards the bottom of the page to check us out).
In sadder news, I misspelled 'ingenious', and the entry makes us out to be a load of wacky bum fluffers, but not to worry. Shindig rides again.
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