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zaltys7 wrote:
What the f**k is that? and why the f**k is there no content warning so I don't click it?
Quite right.
I've added a warning now.
Thanks from here, too, Pista ... the content there is a typical example of how to abuse empathy and exercise emotional blackmail... ...
@GLOSSA
I'm quite glad that idiots like those you mention have no foothold in my environment,
so I'm not exactly pleased you bring them in here. But, hell. I just won't click on your links again,
since I'm absolutely not interested in these topics.
Amen to that, sister.
"We have too many cellphones. We've got too many internets. We have got to get rid of those machines. We have too many machines now." - Ray Bradbury.
As a Northamptonshire lad I always had a soft spot for the Jazz Butcher Conspiracy. It'd be interesting to see what Pat Fish remembers of his encounters with AE.
Yup. In Atlanta years ago when they played the Variety Playhouse. It was a very brief hello Andrew. He replied with hello. Magical.......The show was far more memorable.
Hey! I was at that show! I'm in DC now. I came down with a raging case of the flu after that show. In the immediate aftermath, I drank way too much at other Deep Ellum bars, which I can't recall the names of at the moment...
I've also played at the Gypsy, way back when - from my meager POV, it's a great place to play.
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The most successful tyranny is not the one that uses force to assure uniformity but the one that removes the awareness of other possibilities, that makes it seem inconceivable that other ways are viable, that removes the sense that there is an outside.
My missus sat close to him once in public transportation in Germany but didn't think it necessary to bother him. She was a bit struck, too - ie. couldn't quite believe it.
He was loitering on the edge of the dancefloor (alone) after a Leeds gig many moons ago (wearing a massive orange roadworkers jacket if memory serves), strangely unbothered by the hordes of people who'd just watched him on stage for an hour.
I was halfway towards him, then checked myself and veered off. What the f*** would I have said?
"You do realize you're talking to a man with a human head in his hands who has every intention of using it to beat these people to death?"
I saw him standing by the stage barriers in the Blank Canvas in Leeds a few years ago and he was quite happily chatting with people who went over but I just stayed away. I had no idea what to say to him. So... I could have but didn't.
I passed him walking through Dublin many years ago. He was in town for a gig. Like others, I didn't stop him because, well, why? I respect he has a stage persona and goes to a fair degree of effort to guard his privacy. That's fair enough.
Ho ho ho indeed. Suppose nowadays if he is spotted you get a freebie cos he has probably got a couple of lap top bags with him lol lol 🤣🤣
Well I know I'd help an older man struggling with his luggage whatever it might be. Though in our cases it would probably be Asda shopping bags in a car park.
....if I have to explain, then you'll never understand....
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