And all these years I've been blaming Rob Tyner - I must apologise to his shade for some of the things I've called him when I should have been moaning about Brother Wayne. Stick to the bloody guitar, man! I dug out the CD version of ... Jams and while there's no mention of the lead vocals on ... Rose I note that I Want You Right Now is credited to C Frechter and L Page, so at least the 5 stopped claiming credit, though only to assuage Mr Page's litigious nature (allegedly) rather than give kudos to Reg P. I interviewed Larry Page once, and rather than talk about his career all he really wanted to do was talk football. He was a Hayes & Harlington man, and regaled me with stories of Cyrille Regis in his early days. My editor was not impressed...
Thank you for the tip on Psychic Lemon - listening even as I type, and it's rather good. But then, I'm one of those who believe you can never have too much flute...
I interviewed Larry Page once, and rather than talk about his career all he really wanted to do was talk football. He was a Hayes & Harlington man, and regaled me with stories of Cyrille Regis in his early days. My editor was not impressed ...
Hayes F.C. (defunct, 2008) now trading as Hayes & Yeading FC, hovering precariously above the relegation zone in the National League South. Average home attendance 2015-16 is 169, the poorest in the NLS, but mitigating circumstances must be taken into account (HandY ground-share with Maidenhead United, 20 miles from their spiritual home, as they await completion of a much-delayed new stadium). Past players of repute also include Les Ferdinand, Jason Roberts, Wally Downes, and, perhaps the ultimate footballing rebel, Robin Friday, as commemorated on sleeve of Super Furry Animals The Man Don't Give A Fuck. Legend has it that Idi Amin was a Hayes fan. Results vs. Wealdstone this season, 0-0 (h), 0-3 (a). Recently involved in credible if toxic 0-0 draw at league leaders Ebbsfleet Utd which saw four players sent off at culmination of mass punch up. This weekends return fixture with the Moneybags falls under the must not lose category after Monday's damaging 2-5 reverse vs. aforementioned Maidenhead. Chips and tea reputedly "OK," match day programme not so hot, and ... and ... where's everybody gone ...?
From the first, I set myself against "literature"; the story was the thing, and no amount of style could persuade me to select a story that lacked genuine, unadulterated horror. For those who wanted something high-brow there was plenty.
Farky Nail. Not only returned to Hutson, Staines, and the Piccadilly Cowboys, but have just started Zelazney's Damnation Alley (immortalised in song by....come on, come on!), allegedly a good novella turned into a tosh novel. My copy is the mid-70s film tie in (with a screaming headline of FROM THE PUBLISHERS OF STAR WARS!) and the fact that it's started well with police chasing a Hell's Angel called Hell Tanner, capturing him before a post-apocalyptic dust storm to force him into carrying a plague serum across a devasted America, from Californ-eye-ay to Bahstahn, via 'Damnation Alley' (it says here) bodes quite well. Can Rog keep up the pulp speed and adventure?
Farky Nail. Not only returned to Hutson, Staines, and the Piccadilly Cowboys, but have just started Zelazney's Damnation Alley (immortalised in song by....come on, come on!),
Why, by Hawkwind on their "Quark, Strangeness and Charm" album, of course! Struth, it it actually four decades since I bought this slab of vinyl on its initial release? *errk!*
I think I once read the original novella of "Damnation Alley" in its magazine publication ("Galaxy"?), but have never tackled the novel. The film version is legendarily bad - I believe that it can be found in the regular online haunts.
The book is still marvellous. Hell has a great vehicle packed with an impressive armoury and cigarettes, although the soft drinks and not beer, and what seems to be piped Mantovani instead of rock 'n' roll leave a lot to be desired. Watch out for the giant Gila Monsters.
Post by franklinmarsh on Mar 13, 2017 13:33:01 GMT
Job done with Damnation Alley. Excellent novel, with Rog drifting into some mysticism at the end, whilst Hell is fighting off hordes of bikers, Bostonians are dying or fleeing, the world is going to Hell in a handbasket, but there is some undying hope and optimism...whereas the film is an enormous pile of bunkum - but still ridiculusly enjoyable. It loses Zelazny's crucial plot about plague serum and the last Hell's Angel seeking possible redemption, in favour of Jan-Michael Vincent and George Peppard plus some expendables warding off giant scorpions, killer cockroaches and homicidal hayseeds whilst meandering through 'Damnation Alley' i.e. a post-apocalyptic America, after the US came second in WWIII.