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Friday, May 26, 2006

UH...

Apologies for the lack of, erm, meaty posts recently....stuck in the middle of some s/rious freelance deadlines, right now. Cleared one batch o'work an' another pile arrives, but I ain't complainin', no sireee...it's a fuckin' privilige to ((semi-)professionally) talk to people who rock my world on a regular basis...it'z just that I *sob* miss hanging out w/ you guys more often.

There's sooooo much music/shit I'd like to be posting about, but, as usual, I've got a 2 month backlog of cool LPs and stuff that I just haven't had the time to yip about. Fear not, though, O faithful ones...will continue to post as regular as poss. but those yawnsome 2/3-pagers I was once infamous for posting might be on the back-burner for a week or two (no great loss, probably), buuuuut got some reel nice interviews in the can I ain't hadda chance to transcribe yet, and some sock-blowin' neu musik (und films) waiting in the wings to throw at y'all.....

O/bviously, feedin' the kids takes priority, but I'm missing that slack-time to talk shit vibe that makes blogging such sheer pleasure.

Hang Looooose.

OOOTHO: SWALLOWER OF SOULS

Just back from the inaugural meeting of the Yeovil Horror-Kit Klub, w/ this child-snatching Wraithform from the 3rd Qpppothic Abyss:



Nothing better than making a bunch of fake Horror-kit creations from enamel paints, clay, playdough and bits of old Airfix Spitfires to a s/trak of venomous Nordik BlipMetal. I took some Todd, but the teenage pirategoth kids down there complained it was too slow/not intense enuff to mould bogus sever'd arms and plaster-of-paris skulls occupied by nests of alien serpents. kids today, huh...?