So there is a God
Booze, news and views from a drunken opinionated fool who can't spell very well, may well repeat himself, and can't blame it on dislexia
So there is a God
Might give this little beauty a spin today, as everyone else seems to have forgotten about it.
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Some excellent albums in the charts (I've got all of the top 11 and plenty of the others). Obviously a lifetime ago, but seems like yesterday.
David Hepworth in The Guardian has reviewed Daniel Rachel's new book on The Beatles, which sounds interesting, but straight away annoyed me with inaccuracies about John Lennon's ability to throw a rock through Paul McCartney's window.
He quotes from the book...
In one passage the author wonders whether John really could have thrown a brick the 75 metres (246ft) it would have taken to break the front window of Paul’s home in St John’s Wood.
Now I admit l haven't measured the distance, but even my puny arms could manage that.
These kind of mistakes annoy me so much, so I'll probably give the book a miss.
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This made me laugh because it's pretty funny, but rather sadly, l can also really relate to it.
As a big fan of The Mission back in these years, l thought this book would be of interest to me, and l wasn't wrong. Plenty of sex, drugs, and rock and roll involved, so what's not to like? Also, Mr Huss is a fine storyteller (from what he remembers) and obviously bright, interested in other things apart from music, and l really liked his writing style. If you like The Mission, this comes highly recommended.
I wasn't that bothered before about reading his previous book (Salad Days),but after reading this, l'm going to give it a go. I shall report back at some stage on that.
It could have done with some proofreading though.
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The latest haul of second hand records from Tuesday. A couple l've got already (Glen Campbell and The Blues Band), but these are better copies. I definitely need a bigger house (or to see a psychiatrist).
I put this piece by Andrew Collins on the blog 10 years ago. Things have only become worse since then.
Full article by Andrew is here.
Stuart Sutcliffe's death reported in the days when The Beatles were so unknown they were just referred to as a Liverpool skiffle group, and not named.
This is one of the the books l recently purchased from the charity shop. Fiona Cummins 'When l was Ten', and a signed copy at that. Now l'm not singling her out, as a lot of other authors do the same, but if you're going to sign books, at least make an effort and make it more than a scribble. I understand it's time consuming and must be pretty boring, but come on!
When Keith Richards bought Redlands, the scene of the infamous drugs bust (and fire). As far as l know, he still owns it. It looks great, but l bet there's loads of spiders.
I lived here a few years and it's certainly been done up and improved since. Trust me - it wasn't like this when l was living there.
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The answer is no. Now fuck off.