The Church of England in the 1970s was wild…
Footage from the 1971 BBC Documentary “The Power of the Witch”.
Additional audio by Motörhead.
Disordered Thoughts and Curmudgeonly Ramblings
The Church of England in the 1970s was wild…
Footage from the 1971 BBC Documentary “The Power of the Witch”.
Additional audio by Motörhead.
After listening to Skrillex’s latest release I can only assume his follow up will be a dance remix of Tomino’s Hell.
I drive ’round cities in a chariot,
I get preferential treatment at the Marriott,
— “Record Collection” Mark Ronson and the Business Intl
The New South Wales right have cocks like mastodons
— “Dicktatorship”, TISM
Now you’re the only one here who can tell me if it’s true,
That you love me, and I love me,
— “Kiss me, Son of God”, They Might be Giants
I don’t think there are any Russians,
And there ain’t no Yanks,
Just corporate criminals,
Playin’ with tanks,
— “The Walls Came Down”, The Call
You see the ANZAC legend neglected to mention,
The mud, the fear, the blood, the tears, the tension,
Dad’s recollection, beyond comprehension,
Didn’t seem quite real until we were sent in,
— “I was only 19”, The Herd
Überheblich, überlegen,
Übernehmen, übergeben,
Überraschen, überfallen,
Deutschland, Deutschland über allen,
— “Deutschland”, Rammstein
Music was a product, now it is a service,
Major record labels, why you trying to hurt us?
— “Download this Song”, MC Lars
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday,
They draft the white trash first round here anyway,
— “Copperhead Road”, Steve Earl
There is no horizon I cannot set my eyes on,
— “The Ocean”, Lemon Demon
God bless the people in New York when they were attacked,
God bless the children being bombed there in Iraq,
God bless the goddamn junkie with a monkey on his back,
God bless everybody under the sun,
— “Something’s Gotta Give”, John Butler Trio
Watching for signs in an empty sky,
We never thought that the rain would fall as the years went by,
— “Children of the Sky”, Mike Batt
Scatman, fat man, black and white and brown man,
Tell me ’bout the color of your soul,
— “Scatman’s World”, Scatman John
Is that what love is?
Two minds with different constellations
Fitting in to light up the sky
— “Octopus”, Alex the Astronaut
I met my bebop baby at the Union Hall,
She could dance all night and shake the paint off the walls,
— “And we Danced”, the Hooters
Tonight,
The sky above us,
Dark and wondrous,
How could you be unsure?
— “Wild Surf”, Ash
Right side of nose sore and inflamed from glasses nose-pad.
Visit doctor. Doctor says change to soft pads.
Visit glasses store. Gets pads changed to soft.
Right side of nose still sore and inflamed.
Decide I have to put up with it.
Start applying band-aids to protect side of nose.
Spend months applying band-aids to protect side of nose.
Right side of nose still sore and inflamed.
Today – take off glasses to apply band-aid. Glance at glasses resting on table.
Right nose-pad arm is bent inwards at about 45 degrees.
Carefully bend right nose-pad arm back to match left nose-pad arm.
Put on glasses.
Fit perfectly with no pressure on side of nose.
“OH, SON OF A…”
All I needed was the love you gave,
All I needed for another day,
And all I ever knew,
ONLY ZUUL!!
Mr Wong, has got it going on,
He’s all that you need when you’re visiting Hong Kong,
What kind are my cheques?
Why, they’re American Express!
I know it might be wrong, but I’m in love with Mr Wong,
Mr Wong. Ask for him by name!
No, not actual frogs! Actual frogs are awesome! Leave them alone. I’m talking about frog monsters, the recurring enemies of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense from Hellboy, and very specifically the frog monsters you encounter while playing Mantic Games’ Hellboy: the Board Game.
Back during the white-hot frenzy of the game’s Kickstarter (the conclusion of which I spent staying in a castle in Italy which proved disappointingly devoid of secret rooms, ghosts, and/or helpful skeletons) someone started compiling a playlist that would be suitable to whack on during a game session. I thought this a fantastic idea and made a number of suggestions which were duly incorporated, but was displeased to discover a whole bunch of songs that were CLEARLY AND ENTIRELY UNSUITABLE being included! It was OUTRAGEOUS and I immediately started compiling a list of PROPER songs, which has been slowly growing in the back of my head ever since.
It’s rather a short list. I can’t quite pin down the criteria for a suitable Hellboy song, but I know it when I hear it. It will likely have a gravel voiced singer, a lot of base and a general atmosphere of menace. Something of a country and western feel – without going too far into Hank Williams territory – is common. Lyrics with supernatural elements are obviously a plus, but are not essential.
I’ve posted my list here and will add to it as I discover more tracks. Suggestions are welcome, but don’t expect me to accept any of them!
Red Right Hand – Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
The World Ender – Lord Huron
City of Dreams – Mickelangelo
Riders on the Storm – The Doors
Jesus Built my Hotrod – Ministry
Ghost Riders in the Sky – Stan Jones
The Devil Went Down to Georgia -The Charlie Daniels Band
Black Market – Bear McCreary
Road to Hell – Chris Rea
Ashes to Ashes – Steve Earl
Dragula – Rob Zombie
How’s it Gonna End? – Tom Waits
Bella Lugosi’s Dead – Bauhaus
Fallout 4 Main Theme – Inon Zur
Mars, the Bringer of War – Gustav Holst
Finally, if your players are leery at the idea of killing frogs then play them some of Froggy 2000. It’ll get them in the right headspace in no time…
I had a really rough week mental health wise – feeling anxious, not sleeping well, all tired and stressed from not sleeping well, the works. I decided to have an early night on Thursday and was prepping the pills I take before bed (yes, I have reached that age) when I noticed that the paracetamol tablets I’d been taking weren’t just paracetamol…
They were paracetamol plus caffeine.
*sigh*
Art by Johannes Helgeson
And a list, for when the YouTube links inevitably break…
(We can observe an obvious correlation between baldness and preference for classical music)
Me, today, 8:30am as my bus mounts the curb to get around a decapitated cherry picker at the Mount Lawley subway:
Bet this is the wildest public transport event of my day!
Me, today, 6:30pm, crushed into a corner of a bus wedged full of Colombians in the middle of a hellish traffic jam:
Well shit