Monday, May 23, 2011


Nay more waxing, nay more fooking stone chips, nay more agonising over faded paintjobs.

This certainly looks like a very viable alternative.

Shop is new & is offering attractive price schemes to draw in patrons.

Anyone game to try this?

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Giving canines a bad name . . .

Have had it.

Am absolutely sick of this shit.

Dog shit to be precise.

Especially Big Dogs that fooking poop in public.

Flea- & tick-ridden mongrels that do nothing but make a mess in public.

In front of yer house. On yer car tyres.

Yeah. Ye knows wot me is talking about.

Maybe its time to put these Big Dogs down with a lethal injection.

No . . . that would just be too humane . . .

Permanent nozzle & a pair of bricks to the bollox would seem more appropriate . . .

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Wot's in a Name?

Sorry. This is a Spades-endorsed rant. But what is it with indie bands & fooking silly names? Local bands in particular seem to subscribe to the three-parter, nonsensical name formula most rigidly.

Ever since Old Automatic Garbage broke through mainstream radio in Malaysia, there have been a slew of outfits with similarly rubbish names. Seven Collar T-Shirt? Nice stupid Playground? Citizens of Ice Cream?

Fer fook's sake. These monikers just scream 'we is just too clever by half' & are particularly irksome fer the simple fact that it showed band had no originality beyond throwing a group of syllables together. It also reeks of hipster bullshit