Plato the Greek

What a fucking single that was. Jesus Christ, they don't make 'em like that anymore. The Ruts were the goddam punk-as-funk SHIT. Excuse my assorted blasphemies. Well done Keilan 303.

Listen to brave Futura 2000: 'This is a message from Futura Don't prophesise the future I liven up the culture Because I'm deadly as a vulture I PAINT ON CIVILIZATION I HAVE THIS REALIZATION It's environmentally wack So presenting my attack I'll brighten up your shack I'm down by law That's a fact Just give me a wall. Any building dull or tall I spray clandestine night subway I cover red purple on top of grey Hey, no slashing cuz it ain't the way The T.A. blew 40 mil they say We threw it down by night They scrubbed it off by day OK tourists: PICTURE FRAME, TICKETS HERE FOR THE GRAFFITI TRAIN.' Futura 2000 was the original leader of The Aberdeen Poster Collective: he is dead now. Come to this gig so that he may live again, if only to kill again.

Is 'rents' a cool kid word? Is it common? Do cool 'rents' call their kids their 'dren?'. I demand answers.

Well done Chris, I enjoyed the gig. Your hair is more lustrous than ever.

Tapes are the shit.

Was that a cover of the Johnny Kidd and the Pirates song? Cool.

Will have to be ten: The Wicker Man Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom My Cousin Vinny The Untouchables See No Evil, Hear No Evil Gregory's Girl Witchfinder General The Wild Bunch Mad Max Scrooged

The Youngbloods are kinda hard to describe. They are sort of a band, but they are also sort of a gang like Subway Sect, or a quasi-militaristic mutinational collective incorporating members from Japan, Scotland, USA, Venezuela, England and various non-Christian countries in the Near East. They are linked to Donside Records and certain other organisations in various parts of the world -there's some info at www.kingliarandthebrutes.co.uk. Facts: Their uniform is a blood red armband. They are pure of body and only drink milk. Their eventual aim is to achieve some kind of domination of all thought and sensory perception through violent and non-violent means. They have a heraldic crest, officially sanctioned by the Commonwealth Office and are an officially registered charity.

What the crap is all this Hell? The Youngbloods are nothing but fucking trouble. Don't let them near this gig. They ruined the last Fabulous Moors gig by pissing on the stage. If the Aberdeen Poster Collective are indeed hippies or gypsies then the Youngbloods will simply beat them up. They are dangerous. Christ. Anyway, I heard that Zooey and Mo from the Youngbloods had left town so who is in charge now?

The best storyline was when Helen Daniels was kidnapped by a bogus clegyman and held hostage in an allotment outbuilding. Charlene and Scott rescued her by bludgeoning said vicar with a shovel. This happened in 1988/9 I think.

Suicide - They are very unusual and very good. Seek them out, kid. Also: The Saints and Johnny Thunders and the Heartbreakers. What power and beauty. Please, for God's sake, hear my words: there is not much time left.

Coolio is playing? Fucking great.

Drum Pads on low-end keyboards are really the only option as far as I'm concerned. Such power and beauty. Machines are good, so are people: you don't have to choose. Look at Johnny 5. Johnny 5 is alive. In some situations drum machines sound amazing, powerful and evocative. There can be great beauty in the workings of machines and electronics. The fact that the noise is not necessarily generated by a human at the point of delivery isn't an issue as far as I'm concerned, but opinion is everything on this issue. On the other hand, as far as most rock n roll and live performance is concerned, I usually prefer to see a large, wild-eyed man (or woman, or hermaphrodite) beat hell out of a drumkit, whilst screaming like a godforesaken maniac smashing skulls together in Hades.

It's no longer funny Fudge. If Sam doesn't get that 40 he will die because he has piss for blood.

Thankfully just a 'joke', if you can call it that. Saw him today in The Tipping Hatter. He is fine and has grown a beard! He was in a helicopter when he was down in London but it did not crash. This was a load of nonsense spouted by a guy from Beast Wing onstage at a gig on Friday night when they played with The Fabulous Moors and it was somehow mutated like Chinese Whispers. And maybe he has had brushes with the law in the past but nowadays he is a totally changed man. You guys really should get off his back cos he's doing good things. In other news: he is reportedly in talks to get Clifford Buchan and The Sectarians recording for Donside again. This would be their first material since the 'Gamblin' with my Guitar EP' in 1997. This would be fucking great.

Every member of this band looks like a version of the disabled kid who wore thick glasses, two hearing aids and a grimy orange-lined parka at my primary school. Apart from the guy on the left.

Andre Williams sounds intriguing and tough. Whilst I am excited about the prospect of seeing him, I just wish that The Needles were supporting a spoken word evening with Andre the Giant. I still miss him sorely.

The Fudge Awards were so fuckin' long ago. Hot Holy Christ. I demand to see images! Images galore!

I was making an ironic-type comment. Legend has it his brother is lead singer in King Liar and the Brutes although I'm not sure. Anyway, Dave Dixon is a megalomaniac and wants to rule the world alone. He will not let mere family ties get in the way of murdering rivals to his crown.

An entertaining read to be sure. A new Needles E.P in June? Good news for all who value truth, virtue and rock n roll. Also, it's heartening to see that Dave Dixon hasn't let the huge eclipsing success of his brother's band get him down too much.

I have tasted Fudge champagne. Christ, its hardly an enticement to give the gig your all. Indeed, I would rather have had the cash equivalent (1.87).

You. Will. Win.

Fuzz and a constant high pitched background trilling of inappropriate recording equipment is the noise of the future. Death to everything that doesn't sound as if it's been recorded through dirty air via a barely functioning Talk-boy onto a wax cylinder by a murderous degenerate working for the Romanian State Phonographic institute circa 1954. WE HAVE THE POWER AND THE GLORY GENTLEMEN.

What an amazing thread title.

It is indeed a piece of poorly made, but delightful, ephemera. I hope that those who are buying this luxurious package will take good care of their purchases, because these babies are gonna be worth some serious cash in the years to come.