Machadaynu

Tony Rudd is also a legend. I hope the music of the future sounds like this.

The Rapping Song

Anthony Carmichael is a legend.

Lasagne

To the tune of 'Volare', Gooners welcomed followers of the Scum to the New Home of Football at the recent North London derby with:

"Lasagne, whoa! Lasagne, whoa! We laughed ourselves to bits, when Tottenham had the shits".

Gig: SunnO))) @ The Crawdaddy, Dublin, 17th October 2006

Drone doomsters SunnO))) are not to everyone's taste: their music is slow and heavy, there's no discernable beat, and they use a lot of feedback. However, I liked them. They wore their trademark cloaks and often had their backs to the crowd. They would occasionally give us the mano cornuta (devil sign), which many of us returned with glee. I have to admit I only recognised one 'song', but SunnO))) are more about creating soundscapes rather something as hackneyed as a 'song', surely! At times I just closed my eyes and listened to the music. Well, I was a bit drunk at the time. One thing, though. I thought there was only two of them, there were seven of them at one stage! The crowd was quite a mix too: there were metallers and aficianados of the avant-garde scene.

The Breakfast of Kings

Today has been a lazy day. For breakfast I had a chicken ball left over from last night's Chinese, two slices of cold pizza (left over from Clare's takeaway last night), and three bars of chocolate from a selection box that I decided to buy for myself. This was all washed down with a glass of full-fat Coke. Hmm, delicious and nutririous!

Also, I watched The Last Train on the Sci-Fi Channel. It was a mini-series about a group of people in post-apocalyptic Britain who suvive the catastrophe because their train was in a tunnel when a meteor hits the Earth. It might sound a bit crap, but it was pretty good, particularly as many of the protagonists were less than perfect.

Later, Clare will make us a curry. It really doesn't get any better than this.

The Twinkie-Wiener Sandwich

This has got to be one of the most disgusting things I have ever heard of. I'd sooner eat a tropical foamy yoghurt ring.

I really should get back to my statistical profile of Hungarian society between 1989 and 2004 - it's due on Friday!

What A Wanker!

Neil Warnock, the manager of Premiership side Sheffield United, is 'affectionately' known as Colin to many fans of opposing teams. This is because an anagram of his name is Colin Wanker. Priceless.

Also, he is not to be confused with the music agent of the same name for bands such as Motörhead, Status Quo and Deep Purple.

The Arsenal 3 The Scum 0

I 'ate Sp*rs, so as you can imagine, I'm a very happy Gooner.

Wedding Music Hell

I attended a wedding of some friends of mine yesterday. While it was an enjoyable affair, it was marred (for me, anyway) by an awful wedding band. They butchered some great songs and proceeded to play a Grease medley - the only crime for which I believe there should be capital punishment. The cunts.

They were followed by an equally bad DJ who pumped out all the shits from the 50s, 60s, 70s and 80s. The only decent song he played was New Order's 'Blue Monday'. However, he managed to ruin that by mixing this classic with the intro to Guns N' Roses' 'Sweet Child O' Mine'. The cunt.