Roughler TV and Jan Nieupjur present
Tristan Hazell
Orlando Seale
Clea Myers
Plus a screening of The Amen Break
By Nate Harrison
The Tabernacle
Powis Square
London W11 2AY
Sunday 13th September
Doors open 7.00
Stuff happens 7.45
Entrance free
Part of Portobello Film Festival

Lyric for a punk jesus christ superstar

Gabba gabba ho sanna
gabba gabba hey sanna
Gabba gabba sannah sannah ho
Gabba gabba sanna hey sanna
Gabba gabba hosanna
Is it true nancy
that you died for me
Gabba hey
Gabba ho superstar.

Tell the clash to be quiet
I anticipate white riot
this common crowd
Is far too loud...etc

gosh thats hard work. Tim Rice really earned his squillions.

Memories of Bob Marley

A delightful young lady has just planted on my right wrist, via her 'john bull printing kit' a little black mark that will allow me to check out Lee Scratch Perry later this evening.

The black mark burns.

I and I are delighted.

Viagra and the photographer

I tend to wear a lot of blue these days. I think that i am being subliminally driven to this by the colour of my Viagra which i am encouraged to take by my various muses.

I am particularly pleased with this jacket and converse ensemble.

As i was sitting in the gutter outside the Portobello Gold my old mate Daevid Baley came along.

Hello I said, any chance you would take me photo Dave?

He said: 'No problem matey'. he took my camera, fiddled with the settings for affect and took the above.

A particularly fine example of his work. I think you will agree.

Hastings with Warhol

Back in the sixties andy came over to britain; he needed to get away from the lime-light and assassination attempts ('these fifteen minutes of hell' he would call it).

I took him down to Hasting to get away from the pendulum that London had become.

Andy always enjoyed going some place where he could take his wig off and not be recognised.

We often walked on the beach, photographing the fishing boats and talking about shit. One day I said: 'Andy, why don't we do some screen prints in strange colours?'

And he said: 'Yeah cool'

So we did... That is what it was like back then.

A very contented kitchen

jim Morrison, modigliani and Patti Smith

Babs calls from Coeurd'Alanes Idaho, I think she has the wrong number, I think she thinks she is talking to Rusty.

She says; I read this in the paper today, listen to this...

PATTI SMITH SAID: Actually, the first time I visited Pere Lachaise cemetery was when Jim Morrison was still alive. It was in 1969 and I was 23. I went to honor the painter Amadeo Modigliani and his tragic lover Jeanne Hébuterne, who lies in the grave right next to his. Back then I wanted so much to look like the models in Modigliani's paintings...

Then Babs says; Didn't that old bastard Nieupjur Know someone called Hebuterne?

I am lost for words, I hang up trembling, thinking of a muse long lost.

The secrets of magic

Check out: http://tristanssecretsofmagic.blogspot.com/ It is where I put all the stuff that will not fit in here... It is the repository for the work that I read at events.

A bicycle named desire

The Wall.

Sometimes you just have to walk away.

Bridges i have lost shoes from. No.2