Thursday

erm...

what do you call a vacant Irishman? an Eire head!

no.

i've been compiling an album of the best narrated songs, and it's looking good. i could have filled a short songs one, but what's the point now? i already made Andyhead the "post-acopulatic sci-fi" mini-disk, which, marred by a lack of cross fader, cobbled together a variety of wierd, unsettling songs, and between-track squiggles and atmospheres (such as the end of one armed scissor). i seem to remember that had thirty-odd tracks on. so this one looks great - bands include tinderstix, pulp, the bonzos, the biscuit, the 'head, the faith, and amany others, without giving too much away.

i am looking forward to going away. no really, i am. i got back to the farm and thought, "sheesh.. why would i want to go anywhere else?" especially a place where you have to 'respect their culture'. *Honestly*. damn it Jim, i'm an interloper, not a cultural ambassador! and if i am a cultural ambassador (which i understand i am), why do i have to respect their culture? i should be practising mine to the full effect. if they get offended, good - the truth hurts.

quote of the week -
shut up, Lee's half Paki!
sometime after which we stopped falling about laughing and had to explain irony again. which was gay. and even i've gone off saying 'gay'. i go through phases i guess.


i'm not taking condoms. i'd rather turn down someone on the basis of not having protection, than have to bring back
a full carton of unused rubber. I thought i'd flatter myself by considering this choice. off to have lunch and buy expensive holiday crap, then early evening drinks withsome of the crew. good luck everyone!

love
grilly
xx
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