Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
Inadequates and drug problems.
Why do inadequates always cite drug problems as an excuse for being inadequate?
They were inadequate before they took drugs; the drugs just compound the inadequacy.
'Poor me'. They say. 'I am a victim of society'.
Bollocks.... They prey on society, demanding attention and compassion. They give nothing back.
If you cannot handle your drugs don't do them. Simple as that.
They were inadequate before they took drugs; the drugs just compound the inadequacy.
'Poor me'. They say. 'I am a victim of society'.
Bollocks.... They prey on society, demanding attention and compassion. They give nothing back.
If you cannot handle your drugs don't do them. Simple as that.
Saturday, 11 December 2010
Jan Nieupjur writes on Student Demonstration.
Due to the ill health of this blogger Jan Nieupjur is guesting today. As I have previously stated, his views and mine are not necessarily the same:
A number of youths sit in a central London pub.
Youth #1: "Let's pretend to be outraged by government policy and go to the demo. See if we can wind the police up enough to get them on the attack".
Youth#2: "Yeah".
Youth #3: "Power to the people, right on".
Cut to: Some time later on the street: youth #1 is sitting in the road with a look of outrage on his face holding a Che Guevara bandana to a scratch on his forehead.
Youth#1: "Fucking monstrous. That copper hit me. It's not fair".
Youth #2: "Yeah".
youth #3: "I'm telling my mum".
Listen... If you go to the barricades you must expect the worst. You must have no consideration for your own safety (bloody hell! Liberty got her kit off for the cause). You are there to abuse authority and authority has as much right to freedom of action as you do.
Stop fucking whining!
Within a collective action the acts of each individual represents the whole; if one idiot is balaclava'd up and gratuitously smashing a window then you are, by being there, all part of it. Expect to get hurt.
Of course you have the right to voice your convictions but the bloke in the uniform you are lobbing bricks at has an equal right and might to over-react and smack you on the head with a truncheon.
If your mum had any sense (and wasn't down the pub) she would clip you round the ear and send you to bed without your beans on toast and with a copy of 'A Tale of Two Cities'.
I was interested to see that the Press snappers were doing most of the 'egging on' as usual.
A number of youths sit in a central London pub.
Youth #1: "Let's pretend to be outraged by government policy and go to the demo. See if we can wind the police up enough to get them on the attack".
Youth#2: "Yeah".
Youth #3: "Power to the people, right on".
Cut to: Some time later on the street: youth #1 is sitting in the road with a look of outrage on his face holding a Che Guevara bandana to a scratch on his forehead.
Youth#1: "Fucking monstrous. That copper hit me. It's not fair".
Youth #2: "Yeah".
youth #3: "I'm telling my mum".
Listen... If you go to the barricades you must expect the worst. You must have no consideration for your own safety (bloody hell! Liberty got her kit off for the cause). You are there to abuse authority and authority has as much right to freedom of action as you do.
Stop fucking whining!
Within a collective action the acts of each individual represents the whole; if one idiot is balaclava'd up and gratuitously smashing a window then you are, by being there, all part of it. Expect to get hurt.
Of course you have the right to voice your convictions but the bloke in the uniform you are lobbing bricks at has an equal right and might to over-react and smack you on the head with a truncheon.
If your mum had any sense (and wasn't down the pub) she would clip you round the ear and send you to bed without your beans on toast and with a copy of 'A Tale of Two Cities'.
I was interested to see that the Press snappers were doing most of the 'egging on' as usual.
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
Jane Bussman, The Young Satellites and Rose Royce.
Last night saw me off To the opening of the 'Young Satellites' exhibition at the Atom Rooms at the top end of Portobello. A great little gallery presenting a collection of very, very good, young (and I mean young) photographers. Go and see this if only to reaffirm the fact that YES photography is ART... And in this case, good Art.
Then to the Tabernacle for Jane Bussman's one woman show... I was expecting a shaggy dog story. We got a dodgy shag story... Despite the technical glitches she did it well if perhaps a tad overlong.
In the bar during the interval I learnt that Gwen Dickey (the voice of Rose Royce) is performing at the Cobden Club on Thursday night. Got to go and see that.
Then to the Tabernacle for Jane Bussman's one woman show... I was expecting a shaggy dog story. We got a dodgy shag story... Despite the technical glitches she did it well if perhaps a tad overlong.
In the bar during the interval I learnt that Gwen Dickey (the voice of Rose Royce) is performing at the Cobden Club on Thursday night. Got to go and see that.
Portobello Road: Spectrum. Cool baby.
This is from A facebook group well worth visiting if you are interested in the area...
Spectrum: Portobello road from Brian Jones on Vimeo.
Spectrum: Portobello road from Brian Jones on Vimeo.
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Ladbroke Grove between the 50's & 70's.
Brian Nevill has started a goup thing on facebook looking back at the area, the people and the music of those times... It is early days for the site but will be well worth a look for the remeniscences as well as the images....
Click HERE for the link.
Monday, 6 December 2010
Gallery 'pop up' in Cafe Ravenous, Portobello Road.
Some sort of Phoenix is rising, albeit temporarily, from the ashes of the notorious Cafe Ravenous. Sabrina Rowan Hamilton and others are running a pop up gallery from Thursday until the 24th...
Art, chai and cupcakes, among other things, replacing iniquity (I am informed) plus more than likely a ghost of the mayhem of old will put in an appearance.
David miles
Sabrina Rowan Hamilton
Luke Dickinson
will be popping up an exhibition stroke cafe
where you can drink chai and fairy cakes or buy art
at (bargain basement clear out the studio time prices)
its christmas time
Times and info HERE
Art, chai and cupcakes, among other things, replacing iniquity (I am informed) plus more than likely a ghost of the mayhem of old will put in an appearance.
David miles
Sabrina Rowan Hamilton
Luke Dickinson
will be popping up an exhibition stroke cafe
where you can drink chai and fairy cakes or buy art
at (bargain basement clear out the studio time prices)
its christmas time
Times and info HERE
Sunday, 5 December 2010
Saturday, 4 December 2010
Naughty and Nice,Tabernacle, Paradise Point, the Island experiment, Blair and very naughty at Maison Du Chien.
Ok. Friday night. Cold but not too cold to get up the road to Naughty and Nice at the Tabernacle; a party put on in order to collect toys for needy children at this time of year. The toys go to kids in hostels for Women suffering from domestic violence. Please check out the web site.http://www.naughtyornice.org.uk/ and make a donation.
the Tabernacle in winter begins to look less like a church and more like a place to party. First up were 'Paradise Point'; a young and I understand unsigned band that will not remain so for much longer; A bunch of (all importantly) cool looking guys who are happy to put on a performance with some great up beat songs - a very pleasant change from the usual 'blokes with beards and guitars singing about dead things'- there was joy in the room. A celebrity dad in the audience seemed pleased even though there was a technical hitch or two. A great new band. check them out.
Wade and his Island Experiment crew brought his blend of bonkers somewhere south of the borders madness followed by Blair.
I'd never heard of Blair... I have now. check him out too!
I popped into Maison Du Chien on the way home (this is why I love Notting Hill, it really is on my way home) and took in some of Mat's Cabaret du Jour: in this case a brilliant New Yorker called Sxip Shirey with a bizarre musical act that needs to be seen and heard to be believed, followed by a 'fan dance' that decency does not allow me to describe... Fantastic. (Oops a pun). Hopefully these acts will be performing at Medium Rare at Christmas. Medium Rare is Mat's Big thing, I'm going! A free entry to the first person to ask. email me.
the Tabernacle in winter begins to look less like a church and more like a place to party. First up were 'Paradise Point'; a young and I understand unsigned band that will not remain so for much longer; A bunch of (all importantly) cool looking guys who are happy to put on a performance with some great up beat songs - a very pleasant change from the usual 'blokes with beards and guitars singing about dead things'- there was joy in the room. A celebrity dad in the audience seemed pleased even though there was a technical hitch or two. A great new band. check them out.
Wade and his Island Experiment crew brought his blend of bonkers somewhere south of the borders madness followed by Blair.
I'd never heard of Blair... I have now. check him out too!
I popped into Maison Du Chien on the way home (this is why I love Notting Hill, it really is on my way home) and took in some of Mat's Cabaret du Jour: in this case a brilliant New Yorker called Sxip Shirey with a bizarre musical act that needs to be seen and heard to be believed, followed by a 'fan dance' that decency does not allow me to describe... Fantastic. (Oops a pun). Hopefully these acts will be performing at Medium Rare at Christmas. Medium Rare is Mat's Big thing, I'm going! A free entry to the first person to ask. email me.
Trouble with the Muse.
I'm not having much luck with the Muse these days. The last one was definitely less than the sum of her parts.
Jan 'phoned from Antwerp suggesting I stick to painting by numbers in future.
I told him I was feeling pretty numb as it was but that is probably down to my new tipple; a splash of Jack Daniels in a glass of fizzy white...
I've turned to Art again, putting together a piece incorporating the most dangerous toothbrush in London alongside a portrait of the Virgin Mary.
The toothbrush is yellow! http://virtualfactoryone.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-dangerous-toothbrush-in-london.html
Jan 'phoned from Antwerp suggesting I stick to painting by numbers in future.
I told him I was feeling pretty numb as it was but that is probably down to my new tipple; a splash of Jack Daniels in a glass of fizzy white...
I've turned to Art again, putting together a piece incorporating the most dangerous toothbrush in London alongside a portrait of the Virgin Mary.
The toothbrush is yellow! http://virtualfactoryone.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-dangerous-toothbrush-in-london.html
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