http://www.headheritage.co.uk/merchandi ser/item/BLAKETEE01/
I so want one of these. Alas, they appear to only have them in size S, and I ain't even got thirteen quid to my name right now, anyway - my last customer still owes me a small mint that could take care of all my current problems and leave an enormous surplus, but, well, a bunch of greedheads decided they wanted to keep their money no matter what and so they invented the so-called crisis (wot crisis? - axed the sewpah bum) to refrain from fulfilling their contractual obligations. Fire and brimstone, motherfuckers.
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=JDFJSE LR
The above is Julian Cope's masterpiece of 2008. Some people can still churn out albums immediately identifiable as classics in this day and age. So if Brain Donor and Queen Elizabeth were too Kabuki for you, and if you compare everything to his seminal releases of the 80's/90's, shut your cakeholes, motherfuckers. This is just soooo good. The ultimate art is to write a jangly anthem of the sort that might get sung by a stadium full of zombies and somehow making all the triteness and the weary workinghorse harmonies - not even irrelevant, but invisible. Cope for Pope! Yeah, another personality cult - I ain't got that many cuz there ain't that many cult personalities worth shit, knowmsayin? Cunt personalities for the most part. No respect. "I shit on your reason, your rose is my thorn".
Merry Krizzmazz muhfuckaz - and a happy belated Yule to y'all.
"Taleman tell me the tale of your life for I'm sure it is a good one"
beats "And if you have five seconds to spare, then I'll tell you the story of my life" by a few good furlongs
not to mention it's a much more salubrious stance
eternal sense of adventure vs proto-emo
I hereby renounce Morrissey as the ultimate fiend of music, rhyme and reason. Couldn't listen to anything he'd released since Maladjusted, anyway. Does he really think that the introduction of electric guitars will make him stop sounding like a pompous, pathetic and irrelevant old fart?
"Taleman tell me what's wrong with my life - am I only here to question? - No, Sir, you are undoubtedly here to cajole and make suggestions. With the weird light shining in your eyes, even Hell would never see through your disguise"
¡Orale señor Archdrude! Thou art the Dude!
I so want one of these. Alas, they appear to only have them in size S, and I ain't even got thirteen quid to my name right now, anyway - my last customer still owes me a small mint that could take care of all my current problems and leave an enormous surplus, but, well, a bunch of greedheads decided they wanted to keep their money no matter what and so they invented the so-called crisis (wot crisis? - axed the sewpah bum) to refrain from fulfilling their contractual obligations. Fire and brimstone, motherfuckers.
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=JDFJSE
The above is Julian Cope's masterpiece of 2008. Some people can still churn out albums immediately identifiable as classics in this day and age. So if Brain Donor and Queen Elizabeth were too Kabuki for you, and if you compare everything to his seminal releases of the 80's/90's, shut your cakeholes, motherfuckers. This is just soooo good. The ultimate art is to write a jangly anthem of the sort that might get sung by a stadium full of zombies and somehow making all the triteness and the weary workinghorse harmonies - not even irrelevant, but invisible. Cope for Pope! Yeah, another personality cult - I ain't got that many cuz there ain't that many cult personalities worth shit, knowmsayin? Cunt personalities for the most part. No respect. "I shit on your reason, your rose is my thorn".
Merry Krizzmazz muhfuckaz - and a happy belated Yule to y'all.
"Taleman tell me the tale of your life for I'm sure it is a good one"
beats "And if you have five seconds to spare, then I'll tell you the story of my life" by a few good furlongs
not to mention it's a much more salubrious stance
eternal sense of adventure vs proto-emo
I hereby renounce Morrissey as the ultimate fiend of music, rhyme and reason. Couldn't listen to anything he'd released since Maladjusted, anyway. Does he really think that the introduction of electric guitars will make him stop sounding like a pompous, pathetic and irrelevant old fart?
"Taleman tell me what's wrong with my life - am I only here to question? - No, Sir, you are undoubtedly here to cajole and make suggestions. With the weird light shining in your eyes, even Hell would never see through your disguise"
¡Orale señor Archdrude! Thou art the Dude!
Current Music: Julian Cope - These Things I Know
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