Standon Calling Festival crew. Toto we’re not in 1997 anymore.
I really can’t think of anything clever here.
This was by far the coolest festival I’ve ever seen or heard of. My crap phone wouldn’t send so I’m doing it now that I’m home.
This is a photo of a photo hanging on the wall of my favorite hotel bar in Dublin. Can anyone name either of these two people? And don’t say Rackajawea, that’s not a real person.
Me with Rat Scabies (The Damned) and Chris Constantinou (Adam Ant, The Mutants) at a proper pre-war English pub in London. Then off to Casa Scabies.
Fatty n CC. (Photo Scotty National Poop Hero Nation Simons.)
OK, Rat Scabies and The Holy Grail it is. He being a confirmed conspiracy knights templar JFK n shit a rooney of course has a book about him and his actual travels to Renne Le Chateau in search of the Holy Grail. Like of course if anyone’s gonna find it its fucking Rat Scabies.
This is the record that was playing when we got to the Scabies’ house. It’s great.
Sidenotes: I’ve never met anyone called Ratty before and today when I met our new bus driver he said “good ta meetchooz I’m Ratty.” OK. Double Rat, which happens to also be what they yell when they slop down double food rations for underweight recruits in the US armed forces.
This is about the Indian mutiny of 1855 or so. It’s fuggin disgusting. They chopped up anyone including women and children and babies and it’s really hard to read about. Also hard to get out of my head now too.
Thanks to KORG for express shipping the new KS100 Keytar to me just in time for my performance of Queen’s- “I Want To Break Free” at Splendour in the Grass!