Radio 2

Have I really just listened to Ace of Spaces by Motorhead on Radio 2?

It's hardly Terry Wogan territory is it?

 

You did....and we commentated on it as well....not bad
for a monday afternoon.

Bring on the sex pistols i say.

Alan

 

I doubt it. You *may* have listened to "Ace of Spades" by Motorhead,
mind you.

Anyway, what are you doing posting in the daytime? No wonder the
fucking tubes are so slow[1]!


[1] I had a wonderful journey to work today:

* 7:45am. The CD200 is running beautifully, so I thought I'd take it
into work, despite the fact it's not taxed or MOTed (oooohhh nooooo!).
Got as far as the North Circular and picked up a puncture in the rear.
Nice. Limp/push it the 3/4 mile home.

* 8:35am. The BMW has a known "slipping clutch problem", which has
been "Bad but not un-usable" for the past couple of weeks. I find out
200m from home that this has now deteriorated to the point where no
amount of revving and slipping will get the thing above 25mph, and -
in fact - letting out the clutch with the bike in gear (any gear) will
not stall the engine - not good. Push bike 200m home.

* 8:40am. Consider briefly taking TPF&T-insured Fireblade into central
London.
* 8:41am. Wuss out of above.

* 8:50am. Changed out of bike gear, now sweating like a rapist; quick
under-armpit wash and put shirt back on.

* 9:04am. Just about manage to catch the WAGN Liverpool St. Service,
nominally due to arrive about 9:38.

* 9:35am. Stuck at Bethnal Green with queue of trains waiting in
front.

* 10:05am. Arrive Liverpool St. Station - check "Tube Line Services
Board" - all lit up "Good Service" except for - guess - Central Line,
Marked "Delays".

* 10:07am. Get to West-bound Central Line Platform. 2 completely empty
"Special Service" trains go through over the space of about 1 minutes.
Eventually squeeze onto hugely-overpacked 3rd train.

* 10:20am. Get to work.

Lovely.

 

It's the customary ukrm typo.

I'm not feeling well and have been to the doctors. No idea what's wrong
but I have to go to hospital for tests. Don't doctors have a nice way of
saying that you're a fat fucker and have to lose weight before you die?

Still, at least for now, it's not serious which is what I was concerned
about.

don't know what you're complaining about.

 

At least you seem to have got the message.

 

I don't think that you do have to lose weight before you die,
actually. But if you do, it might change the date.

 

Huh. Show them who's boss, and tell them you prefer to do it afterwards.

 

Or you could leave it until afterwards.
I believe that's quite effective.

 

Reminds me that I've got to get over this awful cold and get back to
work to cheer me up.
Did a courtesy feedback call on a cust the other day to see how he
enjoyed his day at a recording studio - he was amazed - 'I'm just
playing the cd now = wanna hear it?' I thought it would be a good morale
booster for the company to hear a happy cust and put it through the
speakers - it was Sex Pistols - 'My Way'. I thought it was terrific, but
the Terrahawk Personnel behind me weren't laughing. Oh-oh.

 

Oh I think I'd got the message before I went. Being faced with the
prospect of a live changing condition had made me stop and think.

 

Brain's like cotton-wool - I don't mean Terrahawks - just Zelda.
BTW - does anyone remember what the name of those beasties were in
'Journey to the Centre of the Earth' with Doug McClure - they were like
gryphons sitting in a cave and flying down squawking - that's more like
it!

 

I'll look after your bikes for you...

 

Paul Corfield wrote

They all do it to confuse and educate their listeners.

They did a live broadcast of Opera on Radio 1 in about 1971[1].

Tommy was broadcast live on radio 1 and (I think)Radio 3 for stereo
purposes.


[1] It might not have been 71 exactly but it was around there somewhere.
I do know who I worked for and it was when I was fixing burglar alarms
and I spent the entire broadcast sitting in the car park of Whitbread
Brewery in Hatfield listening to it on the radio and I was young enough
to have been wearing platforms and they kept a barrel of beer in the
canteen for staff and blokes who fix burglar alarms.

 

Sorry and all that old chap. You're middle aged.

I remember when it struck me. I was driving to work listening to Radio
4 in a bit of a daze and suddenly Purple Haze (Hendrix[1]) thrust itself
into my consciousness.

After a few seconds of this John Humprhies said "oh doesn't that take
you back". Even though I wasn't listening to Hendrix in the sixties[2]
it made me suddenly start and realise that time was passing, or more to
the point time was passing faster than I'd noticed.

[1] This probably isn't necessary, surely *everyone* knows Purple Haze

[2] Way, way too young.

 

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*lovely* turn of phrase. I must try to use this at work. It'll be great
fun explaining it to the Germans.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique,
typed

Oh, but it is.

Because I will almost guarantee you that some talentless **** has
"remixed" it.

 

Well after the recently advertised Pink Floyd "Dark Side of the Moon,
Trance Mix" that's probably true.

Death's too good for those fuckers you know. They should be made to
spend an eternity listening to their output, played at the volume needed
to make their ears bleed. cunts.

 

I wouldn't be too sure. Many years ago (23, so 1980), a friend of mine
was a flute teacher. He suggested to a pupil that she should learn Hey
Jude by The Beatles, she replied 'who are The Beatles'

 

wibbled like a little girl....

I really enjoyed that. Obviously I'm no music snob.

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Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Lozzo

totally fucking deaf.

That's what years of expansion chambers will do you mate.

I SAID THAT'S WHAT YEARS...