Tuesday, 29 November 2011

The Orange Circus Band / Exitstencil Press

Shep, Flash and Zeb from the world-famouse Orange Circus Band played two short sets of rollicking foot-tapping tunes from the Great Depression at the Underground Gallery on Friday night for the Exitstencil Press launch of My Tsunami of Euphoria. It was brill of course, and people scored books n prints, copped drinks and sang and danced along and everyone went home in a merry mood. Thanks fellers, I totally  you.

[That's Dee Dee Ramone projected on the wall to the left there, from Lech Kowalski's cult Johnny Thunders biopic Born to Lose – The Last Rock & Roll Movie, used with kind permission n that]

Friday, 18 November 2011

New limited edition Dee Dee Ramone print

On 24 October 1997 Dee Dee launched his autobiography Poison Heart (US title Lobotomy) with an acoustic set in the basement beneath the Helter Skelter bookshop, Denmark Street, London. It was a tiny yet super-exhilarating show and the photographs were shot on grainy, very high-speed 35mm film with available light.

12" by 16" (includes 1 inch border) black and white digital C-type Fuji matt print. Limited to 50 prints, each one hand-stamped, signed and numbered.

This edition is released to coincide with the Exitstencil Press residency (see previous post) at the Underground Gallery from 21 November to 5 December 2011 and is available for £40 here or from the gallery itself (for the duration of the Exitstencil show).

Thursday, 17 November 2011

Book launch on Friday 25 November

Truly I don't mean to bang on about my (very profound and important) book but those very kind and public-spirited people at Exitstencil Press have organised a sort of launch for My Tsunami of Euphoria next week during their two-week residency at the Underground Gallery.

Please come!

It's on Friday 25 November from 6.30 to 9pm at the Underground Gallery (6 Charing Cross Underground Arcade, The Strand, London WC2N 4HZ)

That's next week!

I will be there, Lech Kowalski's rarely seen cult Johnny Thunders biopic Born to Lose – The Last Rock & Roll Movie will be projected (without sound) on the walls and the Orange Circus Band (banjo, mandolin, guitar) are playing rollicking, foot-tapping songs from The Great Depression. There'll be books, prints and all the usual Exitstencil stuffs..... including a brand new book of drawings by Penny Rimbaud.

The Exitstencil residency runs from Monday 21 November till Monday 5 December. Please come to any and all of the events listed here. And if you're on Facebook then it's also listed here.

Of course, if you'd like a copy of my book before then here is the very best place you can pick it up from.


Monday, 14 November 2011

Méfiez-vous les Ides de Movembre!

It's sort of comforting that at the age of 40+ I can sort of manage some bum-fluff beneath my nose, and I don't mind that bits of it are grey... but there are odd red-looking whiskers which suggest a hitherto dormant ginger gene which my parents never tauld me about.

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Diego's Discourse


Physicists are mystics armed with facts. There are no paths, only footprints. We are not who we believe ourselves to be, not even an approximation. We are the incomplete shadow of our experience, nothing but our own realisations. Beneath the great canopy of 'being' we are unable to exist. The present is a recent memory of the past. Ours is not the effect, but the cause. Ideas are by nature oppositional. Actions should be judged not by result, but by intent. Anger is the ugly face of extreme sentimentality. Define a line and the line will define you. Every story is greater than its teller. It is not language, but culture which determines understanding. The difference between a polymath and a dilettante is that the former went to Oxbridge. Never pricktease genius. Literacy is a culture of infantilism. The future wears nappies. Social justice is the elastoplast of injured souls. Blame is the monologue of victimhood. Insanity is an expression not a state. Assimilation is the illusion of integration. Wisdom grows young, for true wisdom is origin. It happens because it had to, there really is no other reality. Death is the only fact of our lives which is not polluted by self-interest.

The above text by Penny Rimbaud originally appeared as a run of 300 letterpress printed (by the gangmasters at Bracketpress) bookmarks and tipped into copies of the first edition of My Tsunami of Euphoria, published by Exitstencil Press, September 2011

Tuesday, 1 November 2011

Specials / More Specials

I went to see the Specials last night with my auld china plate Dan in Brixton. And in the Prince Albert we bumped into my other auld china plate Dave. It was brill to see them both and the Specials were really great with the lighting much improved since the last time. Do the lights matter that much? I don't know but it was pretty awesome lighting.

Dan maintains that the second Specials album is better than the first but I think he's being wilfully obtuse there, and besides I think me and the crowd and the band all together sort of proved him wrong. It was quite an expensive ticket and there were a lot of people. There were a number of skins too, most of whom, but not all, were really sort of auld. Also there were quite a few bald people. In the half-light of the crowd it was not always possible to tell one from the other. The Venn diagram of it is further fudged by the subset of bald auld skins. So much fleshy bonce in one big room.

It was pretty ace really. Thanks fellers.