Hei, meatball fans!
Just sitting here, watching "Crocodile Dundee 2", considering how little I've managed to stockpile of my ambitions and sketches over the last twenty years.
In the meantime, have some tracklisting.
Insidious Junkbox 27: Coctoberfest
Josef K - Chance Meeting
Deerhunter - Revival
Sole - Where They Put My Flag On? (Leif Kolt Pizza & Terror remix)
Klaxons - Venusia
Alan Moore - Vega
Smoking Popes - Brand New Hairstyle
Dinosaur Jr - Sludgefeast
Roots Manuva/Wrongtom - Son of Boddha
Smog - No Dancing
Salem - King Night
New Flesh - Wherever We Go
Gruff Rhys - Shark-Ridden Waters
KMD - Soulflexin'
Sweet Baboo - If I Died Would You Remember That You Loved Me
Nothing more to share with you this evening. Until the rainbow rolls around again.
Your pal, Coc x
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Sunday, 31 October 2010
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
Titles Are For Chumps, Swap Trainers For Pumps
Ey up, me ducks!
So the grey slides down the slated roofs and muddles around our feet, so what? So it soaks the fringes of our velvet bellbottoms, so it seeps into the backs of our hearts and asks us uncomfortable questions in a chilling, wet voice about how far we think we've come and in what direction - so what about any of that?
One September has born a monster - a thrice-cephalopodded beast of Junkbox. Junkbox 26 (para-titled Wet September Fruits) has clustered itself against that which went before. This is the news on which we must focus. This is the story the kids want to hear.
It readies itself on my computer now, it gestates - and once that pregnancy reaches it partition, it will be available here. But what does it comprise, grammar fans? Well...
Insidious Junkbox XXVEye - West September Fruits
Frank Black - Los Angeles (nearly typed Los Angleseys - how cool would that've been, eh?)
The Breeders - Metal Man
Secret Colours - Bad Vibrations
Women - Venice Lockjaw (LP- Public Strain is very good!)
Public Image - Fodderstompf (anti-disco dub disco!!!!)
Neon Indian - Mind, Drips (Bibio remix)
Sole - Sebago
Edgar Wappenhalter - "Michel Brun Omber" (Cauliflower Dreams cassettes)
Flying Lotus - Zodiac Shit
Devon Irons - Vampire
Duran Duran Duran - Hard Girls
Grass Widow - Submarine (LP - Past Time is also very good!)
Baby Monster - Ultra Violence And Beethoven
Neil Michael Hegarty - Repeat The Sound of Joy (very, very finally)
So until we crush the next pub quiz at Jam St cafe in der Range, I'll leave you with the sound of your life blood rushing through your pearl-like shell-likes.
Your pal, Coc x
So the grey slides down the slated roofs and muddles around our feet, so what? So it soaks the fringes of our velvet bellbottoms, so it seeps into the backs of our hearts and asks us uncomfortable questions in a chilling, wet voice about how far we think we've come and in what direction - so what about any of that?
One September has born a monster - a thrice-cephalopodded beast of Junkbox. Junkbox 26 (para-titled Wet September Fruits) has clustered itself against that which went before. This is the news on which we must focus. This is the story the kids want to hear.
It readies itself on my computer now, it gestates - and once that pregnancy reaches it partition, it will be available here. But what does it comprise, grammar fans? Well...
Insidious Junkbox XXVEye - West September Fruits
Frank Black - Los Angeles (nearly typed Los Angleseys - how cool would that've been, eh?)
The Breeders - Metal Man
Secret Colours - Bad Vibrations
Women - Venice Lockjaw (LP- Public Strain is very good!)
Public Image - Fodderstompf (anti-disco dub disco!!!!)
Neon Indian - Mind, Drips (Bibio remix)
Sole - Sebago
Edgar Wappenhalter - "Michel Brun Omber" (Cauliflower Dreams cassettes)
Flying Lotus - Zodiac Shit
Devon Irons - Vampire
Duran Duran Duran - Hard Girls
Grass Widow - Submarine (LP - Past Time is also very good!)
Baby Monster - Ultra Violence And Beethoven
Neil Michael Hegarty - Repeat The Sound of Joy (very, very finally)
So until we crush the next pub quiz at Jam St cafe in der Range, I'll leave you with the sound of your life blood rushing through your pearl-like shell-likes.
Your pal, Coc x
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