Ten days until launch... #idm #electronica #newmusic

I often think about my old geology teacher telling us about how he tried to fit the first Clash album onto one side of a C60, and was yelling at his turntable so loudly at the end of the last song that he made the needle vibrate enough to pick up his voice.

I'm about 2/3 of the way through Megalopolis now, and can't envisage any future where it gets re-evaluated as a work of misunderstood genius. It's basically a Tommy Wiseau film with a bigger vision & big names attached. Future cult classic probably, but only because it's a total pile of bollocks

Sleaford Mods tonight in Newcastle. Much better than last time I saw them, and also the first time I've had someone whinge at me for being too tall. I said maybe stand in the space next to me instead of behind me. She didn't, then someone taller than me stood in front of her. I admit I laughed

If everyone with any sense is finally leaving Twitter and all that's left are bitter, angry c*nts whose posts will be undoubtedly scraped for that Grok bot thing, does that increase the likelihood that the human husk will finally get the verbal diarrhea spouting AI tool he always dreamed of?

Whenever Led Zeppelin's Immigrant Song pops into my head (which isn't very often, admittedly), my brain always confuses the lyrics with Spike Milligan's In The Ning Nang Nong, so it goes: We come from the land of the ice and snow, where the trees go ping and the monkeys all say "boo!"

Seeing Amyl and the Sniffers tonight thanks to an unexpected free ticket. Bonus!