Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Streets paved with..... ewwww, frankly.

The time has come. The stars are right. This kind of planetary alignment may not come again for a thousand years.

And so, with only a sharpened stick and a laptop loaded with the best music videos of 2005* I must hie me briefly to London Town, where I shall meet Threshold Guardians (producers), Enter the Underworld (Tube) , encounter A Supernatural Helper with Mysterious Powers (agent), face my own Dark Shadow (early morning reflection in hotel mirror) and then nip back home with a Boon For My Community (hopefully, money to spend in Falmouth Tesco's).

And tales to tell, of course. 'Why, in the centre of London I saw a man, a-standing top a pillar, where he had been chased by lions and pigeons! I shouted at him to come down but he could not hear me!' That sort of thing. Rumours that I ran helter-skelter across London Road, terrified out of my wits by the belief that cars were 'angry metal rooms' will turn out to nonsense, thanks Richard.

Meanwhile, do check out they videos, they am all ace. Also, marvel at Latigo Flint's cattle calming song, and although it's unlikely, if anyone has any more local paper headlines as good as James's "Gay bishops could tear church apart"** - as James adds, presumably "with their BIG GAY HANDS", do let me know. I feel a Blue Cat christmas book coming on.




*The Chemical Brothers one is utterly bloody terrifying.

** Far too good to languish in the comments section of the previous post.

10 comments:

Are You Mad? said...

Quite frankly James, what was the point of all that mumbo-jumbo in the second paragraph?? My levels of concentration are already dangerously low, and deciphering all that has brought me close to fainting. And quite probably never waking up again.

Does a huge photo of Tom Jones looking constipated count?? Although I can't remember the headline to go with it...

Clare said...

Have you seen this lj community - ? Mostly online ones, though.

woot said...

Awwwww, I quite like his random witterings of all the strange escapades he could go through and then share with us. They make me want to pat him on the head and say "bless"...

flossie said...

Noo - be not afraid of London! We're lovely here! We wear pearly kings and queens outfits, and sleep in the tube stations at night, and you never have to lock your door and we play hopscotch in the streets and and and oh I give up.

We do have wagamama though.

Who is this Dave? said...

To 'be' nonsense?

And after subtle hidden changes, this comment will not only be superfluous, but appear to come from a deranged mind.

So that's all right then.

Who is this Dave? said...

Oh, and I to have got to make the scary (annual) trip to the Big City, but not until next week. So I'm unlikley to bump into you.

Steve Dix said...

I once went to that there London and saw that big clock next to where them politicians work.

It went "Bong!" it did. Just like on the news on telly.

Them Londernners, they have all sorts of sophisticated entertainments like that. It can turn a young man's head, can that.

greta said...

Ah yes. Latigo Flint is liquid poetry. He makes me yearn to improve my wordsmithing. And my squinty eyes.

Loganoc said...

It's the Heap (as I believe the cool kids call him)! In the Four Tet video! Very depressing, as music videos go.

flossie said...

you should DEFINITELY come to London. We have whales now.. It's positively Nostradamus-esque.