Penman cracks me up yet again. It's probably not aimed squarely at me, just me and all the other Reynolds' clones. In truth I'm probably more the upper middle class 'Ardkore collector. A finer breed than all these grubbing middle-class 'Ardkore collectors. I couldn't quite get how the stab {break} featured amid the rest of the {flow} a tirade against working-class under-18 cat botherers. Yeah and being cruel to animals is no joke, we've had a string of abandoned greyhounds. We don't endorse that here at T.W.A.N.B.O.C. (dieing laughter)
Let me quickly fill you in on the plan for the next couple of weeks. This scrap. One MAJOR post. Then nothing. I'm away on holiday. I'll be back though. My final point, and I'm not going to address this again, and the latest Penman slur is just a hook to hang it on (no more). It concerns me that certain people might be under the impression that I'm some slavering mono-dimensional asshole. A "media whore". A greedy capitalist. An air-headed show-off. A slave to fashion. All I seem to talk about is music. Vinyl. Christ even Reynolds and Carlin (the Godz) talk about real-life, politics, feelings etc! I'm like a stuck record. I've often been tempted to "open up" and talk about other things but that's not the game-plan here. The plan is to talk about music.
And you can print this: (addressed to the arching panoply of the heavens) I'll wager I'm a hundred times the fuck-up, and a thousand times the gangster you are. You don't know shit about me, or what I've done, or what has happened to me. So be a little more careful with your assumptions.
Posted by Woebot at August 18, 2003 08:33 PM