sex, urine and defecation and the New Zealand Symphony Orchestra

Lovely Sunday morning. Went for the paper in a nice brisk breeze and a few people out walking the dog.

Came back and listened to Sunday mornings with Chris Laidlaw.

Some good stuff. Lovely song from Pixie Williams. Lucky I had the old six string by my side so I could play my own figures and improvs.

The song is the thing but when the bass is obvious and the changes are not hidden under a welter of studio crap and weird substitutions then the music is fun and not hard work.

In Pixy's day you didn't have to have a computer to be a MUSICIAN.

Dig?

Dont talk to me. I'm a f*cking musician. yeah right.

Some comment about Jeremy Wells and his take on the New Zealand Symphony Orchestra's tour to Europe.

Only in New Zealand could the state broadcaster front up with over a quarter of a million of taxpayers dough so a nincompoop with a shit fetish could could make a doco concerning the personels sexual and toilet habits and furthermore try to embarras the director of a foreign orchestra with inane questions about violin bows and testicles.

Pushing the boundaries my ass.

It had blowflies al over it.

The idiotes at TVNZ who greenlighted this piece of shit should be locked in a room and made to watch this over and over till they get the message.

And just to really rub it in I nearly PISSED myself laughing as Richard Boock reprised every dumb argument from radio squawkback about the world cup.

OOOOps make that Rugby world cup.

Come in Oamaru.

Great to see you getting some press coverage.

All Blacks vs Australia. We won. the men thumped the boys. Quade cooper is really a leaguie and he has that ability to "mesmerise" the defence as they say but it looks like they have worked him out.

Radio Spud.

Great to see you getting the message about interogatives and speaking for yourself instead of co-dependently asking everyone to agree with you.

Its bad enough having a populace that is pussy whipped by the women aping all the crummy lowbrow tricks from coronation street but when the men do it too then it becomes ghastly and instead of being taciturn, laconic, thinkers we become garrulous logophobes.

Hey not bad.

Taj Mahal. this is one of his best!

And Mania is worth seeking out for the thing in it called Groper to give the kids some nightmares.

Hollie Smith. I had that James Brown concert on vhs but it went to the Family  Shop last week.

So try the TAMI show. okay?