Inspired by this and this and the number 69. If you struggle with the tunes, I’ve tacked a really fascinating documentary to the bottom of the post. . . . → Read More: Sun Ra!
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I’ve decided that the title banner is shit. . . . → Read More: New Banner I’ve got nothing to say. The sun is shining and it’s incredibly warm. Perfect Jazzanova weather. . . . → Read More: Jazzanova! Can you guess who got a scanner today? In all the time I’ve had a computer, I’ve never owned one. Expect the next few weeks of bloggery to consist of crudely drawn cocks and, well, that’s it. . . . → Read More: Hey! Paedophiles! Check this out! I first heard Roy Ayers on Gilles Peterson. It was the vibes that did it. I didn’t know it at the time but it turns out that the tone and frequency emitted from the instrument cause me to roll around on my back like a dog getting its belly rubbed. If I was any more of an egomaniac than I am, I might have thought that Roy Ayers made music according to my very own brain chemistry. . . . → Read More: Roy Ayers! I don’t know what to say. . . . → Read More: Billy Brit When I buy records, I tend to buy in multiples of three. . . . → Read More: Tito Puente! Please would you put a photo of your tits somewhere on the internet. That way, the fucking weirdo using the search term ‘louise minchin tits’ won’t visit my site. Thank you Mr Daniel Blackett the First of Darlingtown At no point in the past month have I: . . . → Read More: It’s been a month since I last had a drink I was just flicking through my feeds when I came across this picture of Gordon Brown smiling . . . → Read More: Smile! |
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