That was the week that was
… 25th of May, 2018…
It’s been a funny old week here in Writing Land. My son’s second week back at school should have heralded the beginning of a fantastic writing streak for yours truly on my new novel, Yogol’s Gold… more about that in a later blog. And indeed, the week did begin with an encouraging run of 2,000 words on Monday, followed by 2,500 on Tuesday and 3,000 on Wednesday. However, excited Tweets early in the week, including one featuring Christopher Walken’s fabulous dance from Fatboy Slim’s ‘Weapon of Choice’ video, proved to be somewhat premature, with Thursday’s output dwindling to a meagre 1,500 words and at time of writing on Friday, absolutely nothing. I’m reminded of Mick Hucknall’s character in Viz’s ‘Billy the Fish Football Yearbook’, who starts off the game with a blistering goal, only to fumble every subsequent chance that he gets. And the most frustrating part of it for me is that I know what I want to say, it’s just that I can’t seem to find the right words for the characters at the moment. Oh well, there’s always next week, I suppose.
An essential part of any library, in my opinion.
In other news, I shipped a few bits and bobs out from the UK to Asia a couple of months ago, including a pile of old records from the 1950’s and 60’s. Around the middle of the week, in amongst all of the other interruptions that I was fielding, I found out that the shipment had arrived and was going through Customs clearance. So, with a bit of luck, fingers crossed, knock on a dead man’s head and all that, I might be able to get it delivered next week. And if that’s the case, then as soon as they’re unpacked, I’ll be firing up the record decks and having myself the mother of all ‘Rock and Roll’ discos. Come on over if you’re in the area, it’s going to be good!
Stone me, that’s some haircut!
Oh, and don’t forget that ‘Icon Amazed’, Goy Kankanakul’s latest (and dare I say greatest) exhibition, featuring an installation of ‘Drynwideon’ by a chap called R.A. Gregory, is still on at the Meeting Room Art Café until next Thursday, 31 March. If you haven’t had a chance to see it yet, then pop along before it finishes and if you’re in another country or unable to get there in person, then have a look at www.exhiblitz.com or www.cannonballgallery.org
Me again… and Goy, of course!
Finally, today is a very special day… for me at least. On this day every year, I try to celebrate one of Liverpool’s forgotten treasures, the band known simply as ‘The 25th of May’. Short-lived and controversial, they only made one album, entitled ‘Lenin and McCarthy’, but made an indelible mark on me with their song ‘F*** The Right To Vote (II)’, which I first came across on one of those free tapes that were stuck on the front cover of ‘Select’ magazine, or some such, back in the 1990’s. I have no idea what the boys are up to these days, but whatever they’re doing, I hope that like Jello Biafra, they’re still blowing minds! Peace!
A nice little song about shoplifting.
