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I have reached a certain age where things are becoming a touch hairier – make that substantially hairier.  I am not worried about my back and shoulders as they are generally out of sight but I have recently been afflicted by wiry pube like hairs sprouting from the top of my ears. These little blighters develop through stealth and if you let your guard down they are suddenly there, mocking you and you start to question how long? Why? Has anyone noticed? My nose and inner ears will be next…

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A hot dog, on a hot day...

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Deerhunter - THM


This track off the latest Deerhunter album is pretty damn amazing...

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Today was our street party. The sun was shining, the kids had fun, there was food a plenty and the beer was flowing. Some interesting characters live on our street. There is a couple who met in the 1950s in Golders Green – a Pakistani man and a Spanish woman - a really lovely couple. The guy always wears a cap and cardigan and loves to tell you a tale or two about Pakistan and that he can bowl a googly. There is an elderly couple that has lived here for fifty years and another lady who has been here for fifty-five years. People seem to lay their roots down in our street. Perhaps we will do likewise. Another fantastic couple lives over the road from us. The guy rides a motorbike which his wife rides pillion and they have been known to do this all the way to the south of France, with her falling asleep, holding around her husband’s waist, her helmet tapping against his back like a woodpecker on a tree. They moved to the street the year I was born, in 1973. He is big into his music and loves the Rolling Stones. They recently saw them play the O2 but even better than that, they saw them play their first ever gig, at Lewisham Odeon in 1962. The Stones were supporting Little Richard and Bo Diddley and everyone in the crowd walked out before the Everly Brothers, who were top of the bill, took to the stage. Another story is that when he was working on construction sites in the 1970s, the Unions had an incredible amount of power, so much so that when Keith Moon died, the shop steward at the company he was working for, called a half day strike in respect of Moon the Loon’s passing.  I could listen to him for hours…

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I saw this obscure mosaic on Brewer Street last week. A masked, caped, exotic looking lady, a red creature with a green bottom, flying through the frame, top right and a manic looking Mexican bandit type fella in the bottom right hand corner. What's that all about?

Head Space Daily Tune...

Terry Callier - Ordinary Joe

I mentioned last night, as I wrote the Daily Words, that Craig Charles was playing Ordinary Joe by the one and only, never to be replaced Terry Callier. Here it is...

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After seeing the ever amazing Andreya Triana at the Union Chapel yesterday evening, I then caught the train home. There is always something of interest on a late night journey home (see last Saturday's Daily Words,) always someone who has drunk a little too much, willing to make a spectacle of themselves. Last night it was the turn of a girl from Birmingham, who looked to be in her early twenties and eventually got off at New Cross Gate. Before leaving us all in peace, she had a good humoured, yet slightly exasperated rant at how nobody in London talks to each other on public transport, before embellishing this further by declaring that everyone in Birmingham speaks to one another on trains and buses. That's right - everyone. Well, coming from Birmingham, I can confidently state that I have never held a conversation with a random person on public transport in the city, or seen people freely indulging in such a practice. She painted a picture of Birmingham buses and trains as a debauched and vibrant hive of chatter and conviviality. Birmingham, the centre of late night love and brotherhood on the night bus and the ghost train, whilst the poor cockneys ignore one another. I don't see anything wrong with keeping yourself to yourself and respecting other people's privacy. I think there was a touch of the them and us that people who don't come from London often have but mostly, she was pissed, a touch over excited and talking a little crazy. Right, at the moment I am writing this, Craig Charles is playing Ordinary Joe by the sadly and always missed Terry Callier (I'll post it tomorrow), so it is a good time to call it a day and leave you with the thought of everyone in Birmingham being on acid...

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This was the view at London Bridge station yesterday, before we caught the bus to Stoke Newington and Clissold Park...

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RAMP - American Promise...

I heard this in a shop in town the other day and scampered home to dig out my RAMP Come Into Knowledge album and bloody amazing it is too...