Dear Readers, I'm pleased to say that this weekend yielded up a fair amount of that most precious commodity, sleep. Saturday was a bit go-go a go-go, partly due to the rather worrying discovery that the wooden frame underlying a marble-faced step down into our dining room was completely, mysteriously water-logged and rotting. Cue crowbar and hatchet.
But on Sunday morning, mirabilis dictu, the children were kind enough to let Dearest Wife and me have a lovely, snuggly lie-in. No alarm clocks, no appointments, just a comfy, warm duvet, us two snoozers, and (of course) Ginadawg under the covers at the foot of the bed, honking and snoring gently. Pure bliss.
The Damned - Love Song (buy here) Just for you, Dearest Wife, here's a love song
And now for something completely different: let's hear it for serendipity. As I was driving home from work, I plugged in the empeethree playah only to find it had been playing in loop all day since I'd forgotten to turn it off in the morning. To my delight, what issued forth was a mgnificent set from a past podcast of the wonderful Colleen Crumbcake's Sandy Acres Soundlab on East Village Radio. The music kicked in at the tail end of 'Delicious Demon' by The Sugarcubes, then took us straght through to 'Legal Man' by B&S via the delights of The Ramones, Buzzcocks, Metric, Stereo Total, The Muffs, and The Style Council. I tell you, it was what the youngsters would call 'dope.' Indeed, I couldn't resist belting out "Lights go out, WAAWLS come tumblin' down" as the Pigmobile squealed along, all being right with the world...
If you don't listen to Dearest Colleen, then you are missing out on a weekly chunk of funkyshine. Go here, download the latest show, and your soul will be complete. In the meantime, here is a poor facsimile of what floated my boat: