RIP Jim Marshall

There is little more I can add to the tributes being paid to the Legend of Loud, Jim Marshall who died this morning aged 88. Since picking up a guitar at the age of 11 I wanted a Marshall amp, after hording the money I made from a paper round over two years I finally got my chance with the purchase of my first proper ‘big amp’, a Valvestate VS100. Continue reading “RIP Jim Marshall”

Excitable Boy

Today (January 24th) is Warren William Zevon’s birthday, he would have been 65 had this ‘Excitable Boy’ not shuffled off this mortal coil aged 56 in 2003.  My first and for years only experience of Warren Zevon was the near-novelty ‘Werewolves of London’ but after a conversation with a rock journalist I started to probe deeper. Continue reading “Excitable Boy”

Sixty Second Sermon: Charity, Corner Shops and Low Carb Energy Drinks

I was in a newsagent earlier today buying an overpriced can of Monster Energy drink for the recession busting sum of £1.99, I know it’s pricey but it’s the only place for miles that sells the Low-Carb version and I needed my energy hit for the day. Handing over a £2 coin I asked the shop attendant to stick the 1p change in the charity box when a spritely old boy behind me pipes up “look after the pennies and the pounds will take care of themselves, you don’t want to be giving them away son”. Continue reading “Sixty Second Sermon: Charity, Corner Shops and Low Carb Energy Drinks”

Forgetting Football ~or~ Why the beautiful game is so damn ugly

I’ve never been an avid football fan singing from the terraces in support of my home team; Luton Town FC.  Sure I’ve been to a few matches and used to keep up-to-date with the Premiership, especially my ‘Premiership Club’; Liverpool FC.  But I would regularly watch football on the box, in pubs, play fantasy football leagues, argue that Michael Owen should have stayed at Liverpool.  I’d have strong opinions on why Steve McClaren, Kevin Keegan or Sven-Goran Eriksson was a bad choice as England Manager and why ‘Psycho’ Pearce would have been the best option.  Of course I was talking crap, and so was everyone else. Continue reading “Forgetting Football ~or~ Why the beautiful game is so damn ugly”

The Mutts Nuts ~ or ~ a beastly observation in a material world

The same guy walks passed with his dog pretty much every evening.  The guy isn’t of much interest but his dog, some kind of Pit Bull Terrier, always catches my attention, well it’s not the dog but the dog’s balls – they’re humongous!  Continue reading “The Mutts Nuts ~ or ~ a beastly observation in a material world”