Mark E. Sudenfed

I must recommend the rather good Tromatic Reflexxions by Von Sudenfed, a new release on Domino Records. To those who have never heard of this disc allow me to enlighten you. Von Sudenfed is a collaboration between Mouse on Mars and the venerable Mark E. Smith,so basically it's very good electronica with the wit and wisdom of The Smith over the top.
It's really very good and I would single out 'The Rhinohead' and 'Flooded' as immediate highlights.
Go and procure!

Me,Me, Me, it's election day

I hope you are all goin' to vote today. Remember it only suits the party faithful if you don't. Ergo you are responsible for the status quo.
Even if it's a spoiled vote it counts as a protest so please do it.

Ramblin'

Incoherencies
The hardest thing is possibly the only great challenge left. The conquistadors day is done, anything further than the moon ain’t gonna happen soon. Yep, all we possess is the trek to the end. Truth is the only policy say the lawyers and they make it pay. The truth is fine until it’s ripping the guts from someone you love, then you perceive the value of the well aimed lie. I ponder the autistic clarity of the monied mind as it wonders what it should do with the rest of us.

Succulent Cuts
Pretzel Logic- Steely Dan
Holiday In Berlin,Full Blown- Zappa/ Mothers
Albion- Babyshambles
Charly Don't Surf- The Clash
Moonlight- Bob Dylan

back to be good

thank God for Bob Dylan and the few who do it for you. As a recent convert i am filled with the zeal of the only believer as my David faces the infidel, Goliath. Sipping green tea to the strain of Tombstone Blues, Bootleg 7 version, stunned by the fore-sight. People like him offer hope to the rest of us and some of us are lucky enough to find it. It's that version of Desolation Row now! This is 40 years old and it wipes the floor with everything else i know.

You need these songs:
To Ramona
Tangled Up In Blue
Just Like TomThumb's Blues
Bob Dylan's 115th Dream
Boots Of Spanish Leather
Highlands

To be honest this list could go on.

where's the crack

I do not consider myself to be free, in fact I think I am the modern equivalent of a slave. First World style of course. My modest dwelling is the reason for my servitude and my overlord is the bank. The cost of the most basic necessity is so ridiculous that the notion of a stay at home parent has become a relic of old decency Hilarious that this forced social shift was greased by the “ socialist” Bertie and his business partners in the Dail.
Are we really supposed to be surprised that our slavish copying of the American model has also given us a building wave of big money crime and it’s attendant extreme violence.
I had a very happy childhood in this country but what I saw in the last fifteen years makes me wonder will our children feel the same?


Ceoil
Ghost of a Chance- The Blades
Sweet Home Under White Clouds- The Virgin Prunes
Are You Happy- Microdisney
Going To My Home Town- Rory Gallagher
Still In Love With You- Thin Lizzy

do it again

What is the nature of addiction? We, clearly, are creatures of habit and perhaps it’s merely a far more refined vision of endless repitition than is accepted by the ordinary person. I have found that most people have an over fondness for something, or somebody, that someone else will perceive as being an addiction. The media seems to be making judges of all of us and a lot of us are lapping it up. How many people will happily agree that they are addicted to t.v. without questioning exactly what they are addicted to?
Needless to say I have so many that I just do not have the time for such idle banter.


Songs, songs. Songs…..
Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space- Spiritualised
Sticky Fingers- The Rolling Stones
STATIONTOSTATION- BOWIE
Screamadelica- Primal Scream
In Our Lifetime- Marvin Gaye

Save the children

I have just had a sickeningly real brush with our mortality and pleasant is not in it. My sonshine ran straight into the corner of a coffee table and I nearly died. He smacked his head literally between the eyes with a dull but loud thud. In the following few seconds I was totally overcome as every possible outcome fired in my brain and the vast majority of them were unthinkable.
My Everything was cradling the boy, who was crying but remarkably composed, and he was showing no signs of concussion. We decided to take no chances and we brought him to the local pharmacy. The pharmacist looked him over and was satisfied that as long as we observed no change in his condition during the evening he should be fine.
Thank You God.

Songs to calm me down-
Here Come The Warm Jets- Eno
Hickory Wind- The Byrds
Golden Slumbers- The Beatles
Wishful Thinking- Wilco
bullet proof..i wish I was- Radiohead