THE REVOLUTION IS OVER...

THE REVOLUTION IS OVER...
Current mood: BOOTYLICIOUS
Category: BOOTYLICIOUS Parties and Nightlife

Jesus, I can't be bothered to write anything tonight.

I cycled to Baywswater and back to see Jimmy Cauty & Gimpo (see as in stare at from a distance) and for most of that trip had a fucked front wheel that was making a noise like a tractor. All the bearings had fallen out, it was like driving through cement...

Anyway, it was all polite dissent in town today. You had Cauty (seen in the centre of the second shot) showing off his Magic Kingdom billboards, a whole bunch of ner'do wells at speakers corner harping on about the evils of the English.

There was a muslim rally under Marble Arch and I found a red sweat band on Oxford Street with Che's picture on and the word Guevara...

I hate Guevara...What the hell has he done apart form appear on millions upon millions of t-shirts looking all handsome and distant. He's the McDonalds of rebels - for all those who have no other imagination or insight to pick anyone else with a bit of spunk.....

So yeah, i starred at Cauty and his nearly new Cherokee Jeep from across the road and took a few pictures. At times you could barely see the oil critical pictures for the oil loving 4x4s

It's the first time I've seen him. I've seen Drummond a few times - I stalked the poor bastard around Soho once after bumping into him on a particularly wierd day.

I like Cauty's Magic Kingdom pictures anyway. You can see them at http://www.cnpdonline.com/

This late afternoon I went to the first night of Pull Up A Chair...I'm gonna be DJaying there in two weeks time, so you all have to come along and have your dreams of how fantastically handsome I am shatterred. That includes you Hijackalope - Get your stinking ass out of Hollywood or wherever it is you live and come and listen to me play records. That prospect by itself is worth the airfair and the intimate full body search your shifty appearance will most likely attract on the way and way back..

Meanwhile, this week is mental. I have a shoot tomorrow at 10 for a degree project, then a days work on the canals on Tuesday followed by a trip to Willesden in the evening. I might start the trial then, but if not I'll be down at 93 Feet East on Weds to see and interview Scroobius Pip and Dan Les Sac Even if i do start drugging it up I'll be out in time to do the same at the Spitz on Thursday. I'm of the opinion that Mr Le Sac is a very exciting producer so am dead chuffed to have pinned both him and Mr Pip down for some chat and the like...

The greatest threat to my health this week is that Princess Paola's gone to Italy to sort out her sisters new house, so I'll probably starve and/or get beaten up by the neighbours for having the friggin music too loud. I might even burn the house down if i get around to it...