Oh for the days when we thought insane caricatures of anarchists blowing things up was funny.
The Evil Midnight Bomber: So she says to me, do you wanna be a BAD boy? And I say YEAH baby YEAH! Surf's up space ponies! I'm makin' gravy... Without the lumps. HAAA-ha-ha-ha!
Also...
The Evil Midnight Bomber: I'm cookin' with gas. I've gotta handful of vertebrae and a headful of mad. Yeah. That's your spinal cord. Baby. Dig it. Who's the man? I'm the man. I'm a bad man. How bad? Real bad. I'm a 12.0 on the 10.0 scale of badness.
The Evil Midnight Bomber: You'll never prove a thing copper, I'm just a part time electrician. I... I... I... Bad is good, baby. Down with government!
Well, Evil Midnight Bomber was a villain. Harry was just considered a minor annoyance, if that.
I mean, I love Harry. He was hysterical - one of those surreal things that make the Muppets the Muppets. Hell, I think he was in opening scene of the Muppet Movie, bless him.
But these days...damn, that would get loudly protested by someone.
So my friend didn't like either of my band name suggestions:
Pffft. Either one of those? Golden.
How about
There was an indie band in the '90s called Cher UK. Loved that name.
There was a NZ band called simply, the Stones. They were good, too!
There was a NZ band called simply, the Stones. They were good, too!
The UK government tried to put an injunction on the album
Never Mind The Bollocks, Here's The Sex Pistols
(on grounds of indecency). Said Sex Pistols were represented by human rights lawyer Geoffrey Robertson. He argued in court that 'bollocks' was in fact a word of long and illustrious standing in the English language. Indeed, it used to be the standard term for testicles within English-language bibles, until the King James Version, when it was replaced with the word 'stones'.
As Geoffrey Robertson recounts, "At this point, Mr Rotten leaned over to me and whispered, 'If we lose this case, don't worry about it. We'll just rename the album Never Mind The Stones, Here's The Sex Pistols."
Sunday Morning Listening:
Switched On Bach
by Robert Moog.
Creating a rare trifecta of Sunday Bach mellowness, nostalgic futurism and associations with A Clockwork Orange.
Switched On Bach by Robert Moog.
Do you mean Walter/Wendy Carlos?
Do you mean Walter/Wendy Carlos?
Heh, I was just coming in to post the same thing.
That is correct!
I'm addled because I wrote a piece on Moog recently and mentioned Wendy Carlos.
Warning: Theremin music is slandered in this profile.
