Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Jane Shore

Jane Shore was the captivating, sexually liberated mistress and courtesan of among others Edward IV and William Hastings. She was known for her quick wit, charm and humour rather than her beauty. Tried for promiscuity, Jane was ordered to do a walk of shame through the streets in her under garments carrying a lighted taper. Imprisoned by Richard III her allure was too strong for the kings solicitor, she was pardoned and they were married. A legendary ballad suggests that Jane fell on hard times later in life and miserable from poverty died in an East London ditch.

Monday, 30 November 2009

Tuesday, 24 November 2009

Girl: You look really cool. Guy: You're the coolest girl in the world

If bands had to compete in a battle royale style death rage these three and their instruments would be the last standing. They would get together and work out how to re-programme the neck shakles, add contact mics to their captors to crank up the sound of their annihilation and kick start a new bird man type island religion that i'd swim 8 miles in a piss storm to try and join.

Tuesday, 3 November 2009

No wonder we are all depressed

Brion Gysin's dream Machine

Ikea showroom

Thursday, 22 October 2009

Obligatory feel good nostalgia trip

Elaine showed me Clone High a while back, its pretty cool. I love the animation style.

Monday, 12 October 2009


Bands I am totally digging/ redigging this month:

Gummy Stumps

Trash Talk
The Shitty Limits (well for about the last three months)

and totally rediscovering Electric Wizard, click for thier Aleister Crowley layout myspace! Liz Buckingham is ALL TIME musical hero - Check her out in short lived group 13.....

Thursday, 8 October 2009

Sleep Disorders

Having a real interest in sleep disorders in particular sleep paralysis and its relation to accounts of alien abduction/devil ancarnate I found this new article really interesting.LINK Most people I have talked to about this have suffered from sleep paralysis at one point in their life and there are many theories as to why it happens. I've had it but I think that was because I spent a day drinking blue and green cocktails in the sun. I feel bad for people who have it all time. scary.

Kasms are curently tapping into this unconscious consciousness and living the dream.

Kasms video interview


This time next year Eggs'n'Baker!!

Saturday, 26 September 2009

Wierd rectangular goats eye

Pint of gin

The Human RACE - Cage Fighter from the human RACE on Vimeo.

the human RACE are so good I spent a while making a fan video like some kind of saddo goth

Thursday, 24 September 2009

Old Pics on Flickr

I have a new hobby. Looking at other peoples old photos on Flickr. Aymie is an expert, she finds the BEST stuff. One day i'll be like her and queen of flickr searches but in the meantime check out this one she sent me.

oh and come to the urban safari at old el paso tonight. Its Rory's new night and its gonna be a BANGER - BRING A GUN ::::

Brattwell Recordings/Pacific Rim Studios Presents...


The Last Thursday of every month at SOUTH OF THE BORDER (350-356 Old Street, below El Paso)

The opening night is the 24th of September.

The amazing COLD PUMAS and FAIR OHS will be playing plus some good time record spinning from MALE BONDING, TROUBLE RECORDS, SLEEP ALL DAY RECORDS, KASMS and more!!!
None of the usual east london never-ending beat matched electro sets or drab ironic pop dj sets, just a load of random noisy, weird and splendid music from many different worlds.


Monday, 21 September 2009

The Testimony!

Why i love Spin Spin the Dogs #2

Friday, 18 September 2009

I am totally digging 70's christian comics

well one in particular that is. The comic book version There's A New World Coming by Hal Lindsey. I have been trying to get hold of a copy forever. Evangelist Lindsey is still about and a giant in the world of bible prophecy. If the rapture is apon us I sure hope its as groovy as this.

this is my favourite:

Thursday, 3 September 2009

Reading Festival

Here is a link to our set at Reading festival. We had some Paranormal tuning issues; it was nice to see a small mosh forming. Next time we get a crowd like this we have to attempt some kind of group activity world record.

Wednesday, 2 September 2009


it wasn't until I disembarked the camel that I heard about what lurked under his belly

Friday, 7 August 2009

DASH SNOW - (July 27, 1981 - July 13, 2009)

While on tour in NY with KASMs I met Dash Snow through some friends of mine. Dash Snow as you may well know is a well known NY artist who became prominent after Saatchi bought up his work, he predominantly worked with photography but was also part of the graffiti scene known as the IRAK crew.

I met Snow in a bar called Sweet & Vicious, a bar he drank in regularly. I have to say he was very drunk but was determined to get me to go to a cool club called Lit a few blocks away which was the only place in NY I found you could freely smoke in. At this time it was unknown to me he was battling a drug addiction. We all met up a few days later to go and see one of his friend’s exhibitions in Chelsea. This is where the photo below was taken of me and Dash Snow and the last time I met him. Snow never had a mobile phone and was difficult to contact to meet up but you could be sure to find him in Sweet & Vicious with friends.

Snow died on the evening of July 13, 2009 at Lafayette House, a hotel in lower Manhattan from a drug overdose. I am not sure what exactly happened but incredibly sad.

Please check out his work, some links below.



Spayed Photoshot

Erica made this wonderfully burlesque video of our album photoshoot


A while back I made a shockingly edited video of some of the footage from the tour with Die Die Die and other good times. As we are all going on holiday for a few weeks (The longest break since we started) now seems an appropriate time to blog this.

Next gig: Reading and Leeds.......CAN'T WAIT!!

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Monday, 3 August 2009

Fear and Loathing in Cumbria

Here was the man again, this time without his vehicle. We were instantly on edge; we had encountered him the night before and knew of his inability to converse in even pigeon reason. Previously during a thrashing rain storm the Brat had stumbled out into the mud to enquire about the cattle swarm that had held our convoy in a kettle neck. It was a bonafide question as we had been inside the vectra for days, run low on supplies and the claustrophobia had begun to set in like cockroaches under our fettered skins. We should have realised what we were dealing with when met with utter indifference and the makings of a superiority complex.

This time Rachel-Mary felt the brunt of his frustration, a lifetime of unanswered hate mail and cry jerking compensated in him abusing his strange authority within this micro society. Firstly one of his sentries grabbed our wrists and yanked our privileges away, we were not resistant even though our six rider beers were starting to take their elusive effect. Calorgas had been left scratched and we were all dazed by the whirlwind of confrontation. The magic bracelets had allowed us into their inner sanctum but now we were denied, confined to the grass around our convoy. We waited quietly to be escorted offsite, apparently the national authorities had been called to back up their representative unit. Chinese whispers amongst the crew with the man at its helm had led them to believe we were responsible for all society’s ills and there was no consoling them.

Our speaker knew her fate, exclusivity had been violently pulled away and we had nothing left to do but wait by the roadside. We found common ground with our guard. He was detached from the plight of either party and stood silently monitoring the situation. He was a man of the world and you could see from his eyes he had experienced true war and was entirely bemused.

Walker had luckily found a couple fluent in tolerance and was carefully deliberating payment for the charade. The brat was unusually speechless. I could do nothing but send a telegram to Doigmatic and inform him of the situation and its ensuing hilarity. From the corner of my eye I saw Calor sit down and spark up, she hadn’t done that for weeks and I knew immediately that she felt responsible for the entire debacle, her gushing apology had been met with insistent apathy and she had been told her actions would amount her to nothing.

Previously that afternoon we had turned a tune together in a former nazi circus tent. The natives seemed to enjoy the spectacle which culminated in the girl somersaulting into the drums and laying in a spent heap amongst them. The drum keeper was immediately irate and I began to try and ascertain the extent of the damage. There was nothing that could be dome to tranquilize his anger; the man had become strangely attached to his hired kit. Walker returned from his deliberations and informed us that the damage had been inconsequential; a small scratch to the largest of the drums. As we were escorted off site to the living soundtrack of Noah and the Whale the venom of the man and his sidekicks bore into our backs. In the distance a few of the assembly from the earlier show attempted to gather together a revolt but their attempts were in vain as at that point we only wanted to be free from this compound and sample the delights of a fish restaurant in the nearby village of Shap.


no future for me etc.

Thursday, 30 July 2009

Stoke Newington Vibes

Took this picture this morning. Basically this is as street as it gets in Stoke Newington

Monday, 27 July 2009

Wednesday, 22 July 2009

Pyramid Power

The Skeptic Encyclopedia of Pseudoscience

Frow Uri Gellers Blog::
Try this Pyramid Power experiment, and amaze yourself:

Take a piece of paper. Cut a square about two-and-a-half inches on each side, and fold it from top to bottom. Open it up again. Fold it from side to side and open it up again. You now have a square piece of paper creased into four smaller squares. Fold it from corner to corner, open it and fold it along the other diagonal, corner to corner. Now you have a square divided into eight triangles. Pinching it along the diagonals, push it into a star shape.

Take a needle and a little ball of Blu-tac. Stick the eye of the needle in, so the sharp tip points straight up, and place the paper pyramid on it like a hat. The needle’s point should be at the centre of the paper where the creases meet, without piercing it, so the pyramid balances. A light breath or a touch of the finger will set the pyramid spinning smoothly.

Here’s the amazing part. Without touching it or breathing on it, simply by cupping your hands around it, you can make the pyramid spin. This is not air currents or body heat or sleight of hand. It is psychic power.

Put your paper spinner on a desk or table and seat yourself in front of it. Bring your open palms towards the star. Curl your fingers around the spinner. Stare at it and breathe evenly and lightly. Gently will the pyramid to turn. Urge it silently with your mind. Focus on it and persuade it.

For 30 seconds or so it is likely that nothing will happen. Then the pyramid may start on its axis, very slowly, probably in an anti-clockwise direction.

Incredibly, about 60 per cent of readers will be able to perform this feat of psychokinesis. It isn’t anything occult or magical – it’s just science that nobody knows how to explain yet. Many readers will find they don’t get a result immediately, but success comes after two or three days of attempts. So keep trying!

I believe that the hands are our bodies’ strongest psychic conductors. That’s where our life force flows most powerfully. Learn to channel it through the simple spinning pattern of the pyramid spinner and you could feel enormous physical benefits.

Friday, 17 July 2009

Monday, 29 June 2009


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The best thing in a long time that I sadly missed

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Louis Wain - The man who drew cats

Saw his summer exhibition in 2007. It returns in August/ September. The exhibition shows the early stuff before Louis was in the grip of schizophrenia and his drawings became increasingly psyched out. Worth looking out for. It will be at this gallery Chris Beetles

Monday, 8 June 2009


The large hadron collider has been delayed a bit and as yet this station is non-operational... no visitors from the future for now. It should be working properly in September, this is the most exciting thing to happen in years plus It looks wicked! it has been 20 years in the making and most impressively a section of the 175m deep 27km circumference collider tunnel was used during the filming of Terminator 3. I must visit it.

Chris Morris Talks Physics at CERN

Sunday, 7 June 2009