So, just sauntered through the 3rd series of  "Californication" watching all Hank's little chickenhawks come home to roost...dear, dear...great show though; obscenity for it's own sake always being a great  favourite of mine (see "Deadwood"). And just love the soundtrack...ain't Warren Zevon sooo pertinent.
  Am also over halfway through Mick Farren's "DNA Cowboys Trilogy"...after 30 yrs it still leads the rabid pack of Psychedelic fiction edging ahead of Moorcock right from his 1st books... check out "The Tale of Willie's Rats"...Farren's account of his band daze with the Deviants & the Pink Fairies...who also get a great PR job done on them in "Keep It Together" !! His finest though..the soon to be revisited "Song of Phaid the Gambler"...so cool...so fucking grubby.
  Watched "21 grams" last week...not a bad movie...but, certainly does not live up to it's own hype. Looking forward to next week's release of the "Adjustment Bureau"...PhilipKDick forever...
  Hmmm, music...just loved Rod Modell's new podcast...& the Richie Hawtin vs Plastikman one on XLR8R, I think...also dug Alexander Kowalski's Damage Records pre-Sonar set  & Robag Wruhme's great driving mix...haven't bought any lately...will be getting at the Wesseltoft-Schwarz Duo soon...& the new Biosphere album...which he made in Japan after Xmas as a protest against nuclear plants being sited so close to fault-lines...who knew eh??...Only those with braincells left....
  See that our PM Cocksucker Key has been touring India...suppose it's too much to wish that he will be Standing in Silence for the rest of election year.
  And talking of Rhian Sheehan...here's hoping that the future will allow him to find his own voice. A fine musician who seems, for some reason, to prefer other people's stylee...for us older dudes it has been a long journey through his various fetishes: from Four Tet to Shpongle (albeit without the humour or the weird) to Glass-type minimalism & now, it seems, to a fascination with the gorgeous sounds of our own immeasurably talented David Parsons...here's to Rhian meeting himself coming down the staircase one day & deciding to jump off. Not that our local kulturatti would neither know, nor give a fuck about it...that was abundantly obvious at the fawning reception his rather mundane concerts were given in the last year.
  What about the KarlMarx project's "AntiGravity" eh?...lowkey...a little spooky...love it.
                                         shantih shantih shantih...