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(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 10:57, 50 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
I'm not messing about in any era that doesn't have painkillers.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:00, Reply)
Cocaine at the dentists? Yes fucking please.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:01, Reply)
coke and skag over the counter at 'the chemists' ;-)
Ever read Aliester Crowley's 'Diary of a Drug Fiend'? Brilliant book, reads like it coulda been written last week. Effectively cut and pasted from his own personal diaries, it contains the most monumental coke binges ever committed to type. Highly recommended.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:18, Reply)
I need to swipe it from him
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:44, Reply)
to have been turning 18 in London in 1966. But I'm a day dreaming fantasist so in my deluded mind I could get into the idea of living in pretty much any time other than the present.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:01, Reply)
I would have totally embraced the whole look instead of just hanging on the periphery with my ratted hair and over-use of eyeliner.
Not to mention have attended the gigs.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:04, Reply)
was bang into it all at precisely the right time and had one of those Destroy straitjacket tops like John Rotten had. He kept it in his mum's loft and thought he'd reclaim it a few years ago.
'Oh that? I cut it up and used it for dishcloths because it wall all ripped up, love. Didn't think you'd want it'
Un. Lucky.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:08, Reply)
Then I remembered taking the piss out of my mum when she was my age now because she borrowed my Bauhaus t-shirt to wear.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:13, Reply)
You’d think people would have learnt by now that leaving priceless things in parents lofts is a bad idea! I have to tell my dad every month not to throw out an architects drawing board which is worth over £2,000 that he is holding for me in his garage.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:15, Reply)
unless it's made of something valuable
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:16, Reply)
Who was given it by his granddad. Its worth a lot of money because its old and made from some sort of fancy wood and has proper weights to tilt the board. When I buy a house with a spareroom for all my art crap I'll be taking it away! :)
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:20, Reply)
things like that with a nice smooth action are worth having. much better than the crap you get these days
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:34, Reply)
the only problem is the size of it! Its hooooge, hence the reason its in the garage, it wouldn't fit in the loft! Hehe
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:41, Reply)
I would also settle for hover boots.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:07, Reply)
If so I would like Victorian morals with todays technology and healthcare, with the constitution of the Cromwellian era (no idea why!) and a little bit of the Roman Empire chucked in for good measure.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:09, Reply)
buying me beer, assisting with putting up garden gates and keeping me on the straight and narrow.
Most fail.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:18, Reply)
I love shit decades. They make me feel cozy.
Applying this rule, I will probably look back on this decade as Shangri La. It isn't though. It's cack.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:09, Reply)
that would've been sweet.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:12, Reply)
That would've been zeppelin.
Er, hang on....
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:16, Reply)
that are highly rated by the cognocenti.
Plus Blockbuster is a work of genius, I reckon. I fucking LOVE it.
Stick that in your Bowie and smoke it.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:23, Reply)
Is also a cracker...
He'll eat your pies, he'll tell you lies,
You wouldn't believe that fat bastard's size
His massive gut is forty foot, it goes dark when he walks in the pub
His buttocks part, you'll smell his farts,
He's so fat, he can't wipe his own arse.
So now you've heard about the ugly turd,
He's a virgin and he's never had a bird
Does anyone know he's gay? He goes round spreading AIDs.
(We haven't got a clue where the fat fucker is)
Has anyone seen him eat? He's never seen his feet.
The fat bastard.
Five hundred pounds, he's very round,
But he gets taller when he lies on the ground
He busts his flies, but he can't hide,
Coz he's too big, too fat and too fucking wide
Can anyone guess his weight? That was his fourteenth plate
(We haven't got a clue where the fat fucker is)
His backside blubbers about, cleavage peeping out
The fat bastard
Where's the fat cunt at? Even his fat is fat.
(Found him, he's over here)
You took your time to spot him, he's got an enormous bottom
The fat bastard
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 12:02, Reply)
They're very funny, but my problem with them is that I think they're slightly too good at their instruments - if they were a bit sloppier it would suit the vocals more. Minor quibble though, they're hilarious.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 12:24, Reply)
I'd be a journalist and bust the mob. It would be brilliant. I've got the hat and everything.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:17, Reply)
It was a peaceful island paradise with beautiful women
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:21, Reply)
and the constant surrendering? Ghastly.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:42, Reply)
That way I would have been just the right age to appreciate grunge at its peak. I could have seen Layne Staley and Kurt Cobain alive, not too mention my favourite band EVER, Soundgarden before they split up.
I could also have gone to Leeds '95 without breaking the bank for a ticket and seen such delights as said favourite band, Pillbox, Pearl Jam, Mudhoney and Silverchair.
Plus I wouldn't be in half as much debt when I came out of uni.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:25, Reply)
Grunge was awesome, Uni grants were great. I lived in Norn Iron though so none of the big grunge bands ever really played there. But hey, if they were big grunge bands they, like, totally sold out, man, sucking corporate cock, etc.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:28, Reply)
We got to the gig late just as Nirvana were finished. This was just before they were famous.
Edit - just realised this is Dublin and not in the north.
Edit 2 - Sonic Youth!
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:32, Reply)
never even made appeared on my radar...generic pap.
If i had to live in an era to capture the best gigs...i think i would have to try out the late 60's early 70's....Captain Beefheart in his prime, a yellin and a hollerin, those marathon Can gigs/improvs, Neu!, on shrooms, Kraftwerk when they were getting raved up with flutes and oscillators. Faust and their on-stage pinball tables hooked up to synth triggers etc.
Happy days
Although i am glas i had the late 80's and early 90's...free parties, Orbital, early Aphex gigs, Megadog all nighters at Brixton Academy. Aye, special times.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:58, Reply)
The early years of rave were our generation's 60s, I've always thought. A great time to be a teenager....
*goes all misty-eyed and takes an ill-advised E*
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 12:27, Reply)
Fucker.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 12:26, Reply)
we had a family holiday planned so he couldn't go
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 11:42, Reply)
I think I'd probably choose to go back to a week last Tuesday.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 12:26, Reply)
Wow, we won't see the like of THOSE sorts of days again.
(, Wed 18 Nov 2009, 12:40, Reply)
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