unexpected travel suggestions are like dancing lessons from god

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kurt vonnegut quotes always stick with me.
this quote made me think about a life,
where we have not stopped travelling
where time for us, has been defined
by the roads we have walked upon.
a life full of stops and starts
and a life full of colour, texture
and made even fuller by children.
as i type this we are waiting for
the arrival of the latest member
of our travelling family,
so this is our life on pause..
and when this newest member is settled,
we will continue on with our journey.
i dont believe in god but i do believe
that life must be cherished and nurtured.

this journey selection contains music from tarwater,
o rang, alice coltrane, fila brazilla, man jumping,
bud alzir, fridge, porn sword tobacco, zhou, hunee,
dj food, ragnarok & sufjan stevens.

chuck it on the pod and point yourself in any
direction, then start moving.

our lives are shaped by what we love

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daniel lanois smith & mudd thompson twins dead composers discosessions dan mass luiz gonzaga jr. odyssey rune lindbaek e.m.s orchestra russ gabriel sweetback waterboys the earlies all have made me smile tonight!

jean giraud's not coming out.. he's been a very naughty boy!

MOEBIUS RULES....

Who's the Eternal Champion now then?

I still subscribe to the idea that if you don’t have a passion for a subject you shouldn’t really be having anything to do with its shaping and direction.
So I know this has all been said before, but after Saturdays WHO episode, the hairs on the back of my neck started to bristle again. The 2 previous WHO’s were a master class in typically British sci-fi adventure. Lots of running around, shouting, malevolent aliens, understated class politics, abandoned chalk pits and the insides of HMS Belfast acting as a number of similar alien worlds, all unpinned and slightly undermined by sarcasm and irony, both forms of humour the British seemed to have been down to patent office with, years ago. All very BBC and all that.
Last week they even had Spitfires in space for fucks sake! It looked like it was about to “get very silly!”

Then all of a sudden, it went Stainless Steel Rat on us with Prof. Song dolled up in evening wear and killer heels breaking into a locked vault, cleverly leaving a note for the doctor and being recued from death by vacuum. Plots only hinted at over the 40 years started to raise their head, and finally the good doctor is seen as the ETERNAL CHAMPION.
Not just a quaint loner with a strange and unanswered affection for us, poor childlike humans, but a maverick hero with many pasts and even more futures. He can be seen now as another aspect to the equally British idea of anarchist heroes like Jerry Cornelius and Brian Talbot’s genius, Luther Arkwright, straddling time, space and alternate realities with confidence, arrogance and possibly a rather large cock. I really don’t know what’s happened at Who HQ? but since the head honcho left, it sounds as if Michael Moorcock had got the nod and in a narcotic haze got on the blower to Cardiff.

Ring... ring... ring... ring...click..
“hello?”
“Right! It’s yer man Moorcock here! This is how it’s gonna go down from now on, right?”
“er… right!”
“out goes all that badly thought out Nu London bollocks! You clearly haven’t been reading Robert Heinlein have you? Sack off all that the year is 1 million (yet we still look like chavs and shop at next?? WTF?) get in loads of SAS style priests, lets see more of what the doctor has got up to / will get up to when we weren’t / aren’t looking, give him a suitably hot wife/sister/mum that he occasionally has sex and/or a relationship with, bring in way more darkness and death and highlight the fact that he exists outside of time and space and has been championing us from the start.. ok? cracking!!..
right got it? Fuck this up and ill send Dave Brock round with a large baseball bat! Ta Ta!!”

return to tranquilty, soul funk & blues, beatdown sunday night, blackpudding chill out, special selection in dub.

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barollo + fry up + unopened crate from the lockup + possible new sunday do in sunny hoxton square cocktail bar = a subtle blend of travis biggs + luke vibert + tranquity bass + tashan + marvin gaye + richard ace + howlin wolf + lord newborn and the magic skulss + mark holder + king tim III + soul providers + juicy + carlos nino & miguel atwood-furguson + kieth hudson & tatsuro yamashita.

havn't had an evening of soul like this for ages and ages and it made me want to get my R 'n B further on.

dead great

ruby loves....

ruby the stunt girl loves this vintage souljazz lp from 8UP and this corking slice of japanese dancefloor electro wierdness from METALCHICKS on the mighty lifeline records.

this was brought to you by the words DRUMS, ECHO & COWBELL.