Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
"Casanova used to run his fingers, his hands up the ladies dresses as men were torn apart in the king's courtyard; but Casanova died too, just an old guy with a big cock and a long tongue and no guts at all. to say he lived well is true. the ladies usually go for the biggest damn fool they can find; that is why the human race stands where it does today: we have bred the clever and lasting Casanovas, all hollow inside, like the chocolate Easter bunnies we foster upon our poor children. - the only thing that has kept me from being assassinated is that I am small shit, I have no politics, I observe. I have no sides except the side of the human spirit, whist after all does sound shallow, like a pitchman, but which means mostly my spirit, which means yours too, for if I am not truly alive, how can I see you?" ~ C. Bukowski
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.
'And there goes the Challenger, being chased by the blue, blue meanies on wheels. The vicious traffic squad cars are after our lone driver, the last American hero, the electric centaur, the, the demi-god, the super driver of the golden west! Two nasty Nazi cars are close behind the beautiful lone driver. The police numbers are gettin' closer, closer, closer to our soul hero, in his soul mobile, yeah baby! They about to strike. They gonna get him. Smash him. Rape... the last beautiful free soul on this planet.'
-Super Soul (Vanishing Point, 1971 film)
Monday, November 1, 2010
'One day after the races, I saw down and wrote the heading Notes of a Dirty Old Man, opened a beer, and the writing got done by itself...Just sit by the window, lift the beer, and let it come. Anything that wanted to arrive, arrived.'
I've been meaning to read Charles Bukowski for a while, his style of grimy street realism, and focus on America's lowlife, it's losers, antiheroes, women, gambling, booze and violence attracts me. Now I have Notes of a Dirty Old Man, I hope to not be dissapointed.
Bona Drag is one of the finest releases by the Moz ever, and the reissue sounds amazing. It also contains six previously unreleased tracks. The record contains November Spawned a Monster and Piccadilly Palare, which are his darkest songs about outsiders and also his best. Bona Drag is an essential record for anyone curious about Morrissey but unsure where to start.
Bona Drag meaning nice outfit in subculture slang Polari (Polari being a form of cant slang used in Britain by actors, circus and fairground showmen, criminals, prostitutes and the gay subculture)