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We all popped into Hereford today, to buy some creosote to get over my clothes and into my eyes and also to some extent on our ricketty backyard fence. Also, I planned to visit the Hereford HSBC branch while we were there. My old Mum was kind enough to send me a cheque for my recent birthday, scraped together out of her meagre pension, . . . → Read More: Radio HSBC  Now, here’s a thing. That great man Cosmic Smiles has posted the whole of the ‘Apocalypse Weekend’ Sheep Music feature film on You Tube. I wrote most of the ‘script’. The crew had been filming the festival for a few years, and wanted to try their hands at something a bit more structured. My idea was for a series of ‘walk about’ performances which . . . → Read More: Apocalypse Weekend Never been that bothered about the Zep, and I could do with some advice from those who were down with the whole big-haired squeeky voiced cod-Crowleyian ting. In m’new book, ‘Something of the Night’, I write quite a bit about music, and I’m trying to put together a Spotify playlist of all the songs I mention, and also a representative track from all the . . . → Read More: The Zep and I Still looking to get a message to Kate Bush. Found my grandfather Albert Bulbeck though, a story which deserves a post of its own. Which will follow. When I’ve found a way to communicate with Miss Bush. In the meantime…. This business of Kate Bush and permission has been somewhat in the news, because she has finally been granted permission by the Joyce estate . . . → Read More: and yes I said yes I will Yes. It’s a funny old world, and no mistake. This week I sent out a call on Facebook for help in my quest to get in touch with Kate Bush. I’m a long time fan; I can remember watching ‘Wuthering Heights’ on TOTP back in 1978, probably at my friend Ian Quance’s house in the foothills of the Cambrian Mountains, because his house was the . . . → Read More: Looking for Albert (and Kate) |
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