On the stereo while making fish pie

1. Big Youth, Gregory Isaacs and Leroy Sibbles – Hot Stock
2. Franco and Sam Mangwana – Cooperation
3. Gilberto Gil and Os Mutantes – Domingo No Parque
4. Talking Heads – Thank You For Sending Me An Angel
5. Ghostface Killa – Cherchez La Ghost

London Bloggers

The more eagle-eyed amongst you, dear readers, may have noticed that a link to this site has appeared on this blog recently. It makes very interesting reading, browsing by Tube line (or, god forbid, National Rail), or by locales you know. It also reveals the breadth of blogs, from the denizen of Oxford Circus reviewing the ‘masseuses’ he has visited, to the Lewisham Tory. Triumph in diversity?

Google Earth

Is the most incredible programme. I spent hours playing with it last night – this is an image of my childhood home taken from Google Earth. They are composite satellite images, most of them taken last summer, but as you can see, even on an older laptop with a poor graphics card, the images are detailed. We have run this on a new P4 XP machine with DirectX and it is incredible. Google are adding address search, local services, etc to this. It is the future, so download it and start playing…

Please post your images here…

Letter in The Guardian

“David Irving need not worry too much. I’ve researched the matter thoroughly and concluded that the prison in Vienna doesn’t exist, never did exist and certainly no one was incarcerated there.”

David Rosenberg
London

Sinner or winner

For those of you who have used Oxford Street, Mr Sinner or Winner has relocated to Sydney. How he managed to afford a ticket is beyond me. Very interesting interview with the man himself here.

Thank you for the music

RIP Ray Barretto. Acid – one of his best.

D yoof ov 2day

Speak a language unknown to me.

Sorry

Me and inebriation lead to my flat and this blog turning into a shebeen.

Money in my Pocket

Money in my pocket but I just can’t get no love
Money in my pocket but I just can’t get no love
I’m praying for
A girl to be my own

Soon you said she coming but I don’t believe a word she say
Cause she run away and left me one rainy day
She made me had in mind
That her love would never die
And now I’m alone, so alone
So alone, yeah, yeah

Money in my pocket but I just can’t get no love, oh no
Money in my pocket but I just can’t get no love
The love I had in mind
Was very, very hard to find, oh

It’s hard for a man to live without a woman
And a woman needs a man to cling to
You’ll see what love can do
After making me feel blue
Ain’t that a shame, woah baby
Ain’t that a shame, yeah, yeah, yeah
To make me feel blue, woah yeah, yeah
Ain’t that a shame, baby
Ain’t that a shame…

Dennis Brown

The Tide is High

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
I’m not the kinda man who gives up just like that, oh no

It’s not the things you do, that really hurts me bad
But it’s the way you do the things, you do to me
I’m not the kinda man who gives up just like that oh no
The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every man wants you to be his girl
But I’ll wait my dear ’till it’s my turn
I’m not the kinda man who gives up just like that, no

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one

Thank you to John Holt, The Paragons and Blondie (especially Debbie Harry).