Grimalkin

"Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof..."

It's not what you know, it's who you know.

I give hugs freely all the time. Apart from the wallet and purse extraction bit.

I had a six string Celeste, the neck dive was incredible. Six elephant ear tuners and that neck. I also had a Supernatural during the '80s, but the neck seemed to change shape every time I took it out of the case. The chap who bought it from me didn't have it for long either.

I'm not bothered about headstocks...

The article may be online but I think it was in Q magazine. So maybe not. It exceeded his expectations, put it that way.

One man's meat is another man's poison, anyway: "I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found And I'm hungry like the wolf..."

"And in the death As the last few corpses lay rotting on the slimy thoroughfare The shutters lifted in inches in Temperance Building High on Poacher's Hill And red, mutant eyes gaze down on Hunger City No more big wheels Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of cats And ten thousand peoploids split into small tribes Coverting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers Like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me Avenue Ripping and rewrapping mink and shiny silver fox, now legwarmers Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald Any day now The Year of the Diamond Dogs This ain't Rock'n'Roll This is Genocide..."

"Which string are you needing?" "It's the second thinnest one."

IIRC Dire Straits were recording Money For Nothing at the same studio Sting was using at the time, so they asked him to sing that little part on the intro. For which he received a cheque later down the line for one million quid. Which he was quite surprised at.

The primary function of corporate business is to increase profits and market share. That's it.

He could have played the gig with three strings, but then you should expect a few sauerkrauts.

"Failing to plan is planning to fail." Indeed. You don't have to look too far to see that in action right now.

It's not the wurst that could happen.

Do what McCartney used to do back in the days, snip one out of the club piano.

At this point in time, I wouldn't worry about it too much. The hopeless narcissism is going to do for us anyway, and pretty much everything else. https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2022/oct/13/almost-70-of-animal-populations-wiped-out-since-1970-report-reveals-aoe

Indeed. You'll find it quite a bit worse now.

They need updating. We have surpassed America in that respect...

Go and have a nice lie down. You're running out of excuses.

Bit of a "Look! A Squirrel!" post.

"lo fei gibetto a me de le mie case." “I made my own house be my gallows.” Dante Alighieri - Dante's Inferno.