Being a Dickhead's Cool

John Golding and Jimi Hendrix.

Uncle John and Hendrix in the same breath. Or in the same week... Cool.


Smoke on the water.


I'm knackered. I'm putting together an event in two weeks time which is giving me hell. 


If it works it will be brilliant... If not, help!


John Golding was a proper politician who believed in the people and worked for the people. check him out. He was my mothers brother, he looked after me when I didn't deserve it. 


Thank god he is not around to see Tony Blairs circus.


Next week we are celebrating Hendrix's death.... Hey John, scuse me while I kiss the sky! Now read on....

John Golding... Uncle John. Never to be bettered.

John Golding (British politician)

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

John Golding (9 March 1931–20 January 1999, age 67) was a Labour Party politician and Trade Union
 leader in the United Kingdom.

He was educated at Chester Grammar School, Keele University
 and the London School of Economics.
 After some time working in the Civil Service he took up a research job with the
Post Office Engineering Union.

Golding was elected Member of Parliament (MP) for Newcastle-under-Lyme at
a by-election in 1969. He served in the governments of Harold Wilson and Jim Callaghan
, as PPS to Eric Varley as Minister of Technology, a Labour whip in opposition, and Minister for Employment.
 He was an outspoken opponent of Labour left-wingers such as Tony Benn and Eric Heffer,
 whom he regarded as idle dreamers out of touch with the working-class.

Golding was a key figure in the fight against the Militant tendency, and especially
 in mobilising moderate trades union leaders to exercise their block votes to this end.
 After his death writings of his about this were published under the
 title Hammering the Left: My Part in Defeating the Labour Left by
John Golding and Paul Farrelly (see below).

In 1986 he left Parliament (by applying for the Chiltern Hundreds) to take
up the post of General Secretary of the National Communications Union.
 He held this post until 1988. He had served as a member of the council of the
Trades Union Congress.

After he vacated the Newcastle-under-Lyme seat, the resulting by-election was
 won by his wife Llin, who held the seat until 2001; her successor in the seat was Paul Farrelly.

John Golding's most unusual claim to fame is that he once made a speech in committee
lasting eleven hours and fifteen minutes. It nominally concerned a small amendment to
 the bill toprivatise British Telecom. This filibuster was instrumental in delaying the
 privatisation until after the 1983 general election, but with Margaret Thatcher obtaining
 a massive parliamentary majority the privatisation was soon forced through. Changes in
 British parliamentary procedure mean that Golding's record is unlikely ever to be beaten.

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Hendrix lives.

Jimmy Hendrix died 40 years ago in a seedy flat in a seedy hotel just down the road. There are many myths, many stories about that night.... Only I know the truth, but there again I'm probably making it up.   However, on the 18th of this month the above event is happening in homage to the mans life and talent.

Be there and help kiss the sky!

Stress. The Event at the Tabernacle.

It's tough.


I'm booking acts and dealing with the trivial minutae that comes with that, I'm fucking about with the flyers and getting them printed, I'm looking for sponsorship and the obsequient snivelling that comes and goes with that, I'm worrying for Britain and Tony Blair ain't on my side...


I have a lot of friends and they all want door passes... Rock and Roll.


The joys of promoting an event.


How did I get myself into this situation?


The online ticket stuff is now up and running: www.tabernaclelive.co.uk 


Come to the show!   Be there or be square.

The Man.

London Underground.

The London Underground song.


There is a rich use of Anglo-Saxon English in this video... Do not watch it if you are prudish, squeamish, uptight, over 70 or a tube driver.  It is however an accurate observation.


Full Marks to the Amateur Transplants.

North East nightmare... The Olympics 2012.

last night was a nightmare...


Doing a 'reading' in a bar in North East London, simple enough you would think.


Think again.  It was pissing with rain as I travelled across town by tube followed by a ten minute drenching walk. Wet miserable and broke is a great way to start an evening.  Then I am told that there is a tube strike starting at 9.. pm. Which meant that no-one turned up for the thing - we had an audience of 6. Ouch. Andreas later described it as intimate.


It took me 2 hours to get back across town, once again in the pissing rain! including an hour long bus journey surrounded by idiots yabbering away on mobile phones.


Sometimes London is a joke, not a funny one, a sad one.


Note to self: Never again.


One thought arises: What is Boris going to do when the tube drivers decide to strike during the Olympics? Then there is the Terrorism that Tony Blair has brought to this country.


I will not be in London for that particular fiasco.

The Harrods of W2 and Conkers.

Savage weather is on its way apparently.

For those returning to school this week, there won't even be the consolation of savage grudge conker matches. According to the Campaign for Real Conkers, there is a shortage caused by the dismal August weather, when many fell early from the trees and rotted on the ground. Most of those still on the trees will not be ripe and robust enough for the sport when the gales topple them.

Keith Flett, the serial Guardian letter writer and a spokesman for the group, explained: "The conkers are nowhere near ripe enough yet and people won't be able to get their practice in. When you whack a conker before it is ripe it will crumble to bits.

Things to come... The Event 24th September.

Details to follow shortly.

Mike Edwards Killed by a hay bale. Eldorado of sorts.

As a young man I enjoyed the eccentricity of early ELO and am saddened by this news. I am also saddened by the fact that he had to be identified using youtube and photos... No one there.

Mike Edwards, 62, was a founding member of ELO and played cello with the group from their first live gig in 1972 until he departed in January 1975.

He quit to become a Buddhist and later changed his name to Deva Pramada because of his religious convictions.

Mr Edwards died instantly when he was hit by the bale which weighed nearly 700lbs.

He was driving along a road when the bale careered down a slope in a field and flipped over a hedge - smashing down onto his roof.

The circular bale is believed to have been in a steeply-sloping field beside the road when it somehow rolled and jumped 12ft to 15ft into traffic.

Police said the accident happened at around 12.30pm on Friday on the A381 between Harbetonford and Halwell in Devon.

Steve Walker of the Devon and Cornwall police traffic unit said they were trying to contact his family.

He said: ''This was a tragic accident and we have now identified the victim as Michael Edwards, a founder member of ELO.

''We have used photographs and YouTube footage to identify him but we now need help contacting his family for formal identification.

''We don't believe he was ever married and we have identified an ex girlfriend but she is currently aboard.

''We think he may have a brother called David in the Yorkshire area and we obviously need to contact him.

''Michael has no immediate family but we believe he may have taught some cello in Devon and would ask his students to contact us if they know of any relations.''

Mr Edwards had been living in Totnes, Devon. After he left ELO, he was replaced as cellist by Melvyn Gale.

I guess he has found his Eldorado..http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Bre3HF8_Vw&feature=related

Dogs do not paint their arseholes red.

I was called an old man tonight. That's fine if it comes from a youngster.


But.


I was called an old man by a middle aged woman with bleached hair and a nasty pinched mouth; you know, the kind of mouth that looks like a dogs arsehole, but less attractive. 


There is a reason why dogs do not paint their arseholes red.

Tony Blair. Arrested for War crimes?

I'll keep this short and to the point.


Why has Tony Blair not been arrested and charged with war crimes?


He is the living embodiment of everything that is rotten in our society today.