This morning was rather sunny and pleasant but now clouds are brewing on the horizon so I don't think it's quite time to remove the long handled underwear yet. Still the swallows are swooping and blackbirds bathe themselves with splashes in their bath.
Last night, lots of fun looking at screen captures of UFO. I can just hear that sixties music playing, I loved the gadget models in UFO. SID. was cool as were those mobiles and the interceptors, and surely SKY1 was based on an English-Electric Lightning jet aircraft. Then there was Ed Straker's secret SHADO headquarters cunningly disguised as a film studio if memory serves. Marvellous! I had little dinky-type working models of the interceptor and a mobile in me toybox.
They fired plastic missiles. Such a boy! These were their adversaries, Aliens!
A mysterious something UFO deep in the woods, actually its another model. Or is this the Rendlesham incident?
Well like a lot of things of personal yore, I get the feeling that the thrills of my tv. childhood if I was to view them as programmes now, would not hold the same joys. Besides it is another century. Although the way we carry on - it seems like business as usual...sigh...just another number...1900-2000.
I see Paul Cook's bottom is prominent on the Pontiff myspace today. I had wondered about sending that one along. That pic first saw the published light of day in Sex Pistols Scrapbook - now scarce - then for successive editions of Sex Pistols file. Ray Stevenson's photo diary. What excitement when I got that Sex Pistols file from my local bookshop. The only piccies of the pistols I had seen were in the music papers before then and the Daily Mirror.
And confessional Fashion news.
I went straight out upon absorbing that book when I was a teenager and I tore up an old white school shirt and painted...nah "daubed" the word "Anarchy" in red paint down the front of it. Well it was in homage to John Lydon and his home made anarchy shirt. The shirt that "may or may not" have been the prototype of the Westwood Karl Marx Anarchy special. Dangerously close anyway. I got in to the following conversation when I had my home-made anarchy shirt on...
"What's that, Anarchy?"
"I don't know, no politics, er no government."
"Well how can you have no government?"
Steve isn't feeling 100% at the moment but I'm 100% sure that he will be back on the tip top of the mike soon. That's it for jukebox news today.
So I have a crave after Blake and UFO - to hear:
"Where's Captain Kirk?"
By "Spizz" - whatever names they called themselves that year.
As said, Tina has nothing for us today, sob! so there will be no beaming choice words from the transcriptorium in the transporter room. If the monitor flashes I will send out a signal on transmission band ZXSPECTRUM. Ah but now the spring sunshine beckons..."I use soft hygienic weetabix to dry my tears." Name the lyric and you could win nothing I'm afraid - this is a blog not a radio show! Now THIS is a radio show. Breaking news...shuffle..a transcription.
Hold it, hold it - this just in! (8:25 AM PST) I had to do my hair first.
from April 20, 2006
Steve: The gas price is going up.
Mr. Shovel: Yeah.
Steve: They are slowly sneaking up there aren’t they?
Mr. Shovel: It’s funny, isn’t it?
Steve: Yesss. Is anyone gonna do anything about it, though? Nooo.
Mr. Shovel: Who can do anything about it?
Steve: Well, people can do things, if they get together.
Mr. Shovel: Like what?
Steve: Go and jump around outside the White House.
Mr. Shovel: and then what’s going to happen? They’re going to lower the price of gas?
Steve: Oh, I dunno. You tell me, did Vietnam, did that help having all the people protesting all the time? I’m sure it had something to with it, when it stopped?
Mr. Shovel: It took, you know…six years.
Steve: Yeah, but people don’t do anything like that anymore. Everyone’s on Lipitor and playing with their iPods…as the world changes around them. That’s my point. (long sigh from his capacious lungs) (US accent) I need to get an electric car. From Toyota of Huntington Beach. (strums guitar) A ppp-Prius. That’s what I need to get.
Mr. Shovel: They’re making like, bigger cars that are hybrids, as well.
Mr. Shovel: Yeah.
Steve: Wonder Breads. Is that what they’re called.
Mr. Shovel: (goes along with him) Yeah. They go the polka dots on ‘em.
Steve: Rully. Who makes them, then? Toyota?
Mr. Shovel: All the different…
Steve: Everyone’s having a go?
Mr. Shovel: Yeah.
Steve: (continues to strum softly) I was thinking of getting a new car and there’s nothing I really like. Mercedes are just junk, now. Porsches, I had one of them before and I feel a little bit of a wanker driving one of them around. I like the…Bentley.
Mr. Shovel: (smartass mode) Yeah, I don’t think they have a hybrid yet.
Steve: No they…but they have nice cars, if you’re looking for some action.
Mr. Shovel: You don’t feel like a wanker in a Bentley?
Steve: No, I don’t.
Mr. Shovel: But you do, in a Porsche.
Mr. Shovel: Okay…
Steve: You don’t understand.
Mr. Shovel: You might as well be driving a house.
Steve: Why would I want to drive a house around. That’s the point of having a car, you take ‘em TO the house, after you drivin’ the car. (sings a couple of lines, sort of, from Bicycle Built For Two, sounding like a dead undertaker in a horror film or something)
I’m gonna play a tune now. This is how I feel.
Cars hotels and bars and superstars
Is what I want
Lazy Boys, silly toys
you know you won’t get far
oh oh oh oh
Plastic men driving around in their houses
on the door with opportunity
(Mr. Shovel drops in this Michael Caine audio from the movie, "Alfie")
Alfie: “One thing about driving a Rolls, they’re pleased to see you anywhere.”
That’s what I’m talking about
Gas is going to be taking the piss
Are friends electric?
You know you can’t miss
What are we all, in a trance
Transcendental state with the army in a right state
(they talk some more after the second set of songs)
Steve: They don’t stand for nonsense in Europe, you know. With things they don’t like, people get up and scream about it and things get changed. No one seems to do that in America. Is there a reason for that, Mr. Shovel?
Mr. Shovel: I’m just being The Devil’s Advocate here, Steve. Gasoline is about five dollars a gallon in Europe.
Steve: It’s a lot more.
Mr. Shovel: Right.
Steve: It’s a lot more; it always has been, though.
Mr. Shovel: But they’re not doing anything about it.
Steve: Well…I don’t think they have loads of gas. America has about thirty years of gas down in Alaska. Or wherever the bloody hell they keep it. You know what I mean? Europe don’t have gas. I guess we do need some money, though, if we’re gonna bomb Iran, right?
Mr. Shovel: Well, yeah. But we don’t want to damage the oil wells.
Steve: Right. There’s another good move. Another good move and we all just watch “American Idol” and get on with our lives, I suppose. Am I being…am I talking out of my bum?
Mr. Shovel: Somebody’s got to say it, Steve.
Steve: But I mean am I, is that…am I talking nonsense?
Mr. Shovel: No. I’ve just…I’ve just gotten to a point where I’ve realized that they’re gonna do what they’re gonna do…no matter what anybody says.
Steve: What…they got away with murder with Katrina and no one done anything. Jesus, they didn’t do anything, you know? “Let’s charge fifty dollars for a pint of milk, see what happens.
As we watch “American Idol” and fondle with our iPods and take antidepressants that are advertised on TV.
Mr. Shovel: During the news.
Steve: Yessss. “Spend spend spend…” Let’s visit the Duke. Thanks for listening.