The Gonzo Daily - Friday
Yesterday I wrote: "My first wife used to say that
my habit of deliberately misquoting Bob Dylan lyrics was intensely irritating.
It is another strange day today. Corinna is out shopping, Graham is fixing the
museum roof and I am sitting in the office trying to keep my head below the
parapet. The news from the Middle East gets increasingly more disturbing, as
much of the region descends into complete savagery. Something is happening but
you don't know what it is, do you Mr Downes?"
My dear friend Dave McMann whom I have known for
about twenty years but only met in the flesh once, a thing which would once have
appeared strange, but is evermore common in our digital age, wrote in reply: "It
isn't just the Middle East that's worrying. Obama and his henchmen are wanting a
fight with Putin and his henchmen and it's all the rest of us who will be stuck
in the middle. As if that weren't bad enough, I am messing about on a synth and
creating sounds which can only have come from the bowels of Hell :-)" The
thought of Senor McMann channelling his inner Throbbing Gristle is truly a
terrifying one, and for once I can't think of an appropriate Bob Dylan line to
misquote. However, I took Archie out into the garden yesterday and he
accidentally trod in one of Prudences droppings, which meant he was 'Tangled up
in Poo'.
I think my holiday in Norfolk which starts sometime
tomorrow is long overdue.
Daevid Allen, UK, Eddie Jobson, John Wetton, Peter
Banks, Sidonie Jordan, Empire, Jon Anderson, Yes, and Hawkwind fans had better
look out!
The latest issue of Gonzo Weekly (#117) is
available to read at www.gonzoweekly.com, and to download at http://www.gonzoweekly.com/pdf/. It
has Daevid Allen, we have exclusive words and pictures from last weekend's
Drones 4 Daevid benefit/celebration show in Brighton, and Doug Harr explains
about the final farewell tour from the band UK. There are shows from Strange
Fruit and from M Destiny at Friday Night Progressive, and the titular submarine
dwellers are still lost at sea, although I have been assured that they will hit
land again soon. There is also a collection of more news, reviews, views,
interviews and pademelons trying to choose (OK, nothing to do with small
marsupials having difficulty in making choices, but I got carried away with
things that rhymed with OOOOS) than you can shake a stick at. And the best part
is IT's ABSOLUTELY FREE!!!
Read the previous few issues of Gonzo Weekly:
All issues from #70 can be downloaded at
www.gonzoweekly.com if you prefer. If you
have problems downloading, just email me and I will add you to the Gonzo Weekly
dropbox. The first 69 issues are archived there as well. Information is power
chaps, we have to share it!
* The Gonzo Daily is a two way process. If you have any news or want to
write for us, please contact me at
jon@eclipse.co.uk. If you are an artist and
want to showcase your work, or even just say hello please write to me at
gonzo@cfz.org.uk. Please copy, paste and
spread the word about this magazine as widely as possible. We need people to
read us in order to grow, and as soon as it is viable we shall be invading more
traditional magaziney areas. Join in the fun, spread the word, and maybe if we
all chant loud enough we CAN stop it raining. See you tomorrow...
* The Gonzo Daily is - as the name implies - a daily online magazine
(mostly) about artists connected to the Gonzo Multimedia group of companies. But
it also has other stuff as and when the editor feels like it. The same team also
do a weekly newsletter called - imaginatively - The Gonzo Weekly. Find out about
it at this link:
www.gonzo-multimedia.blogspot.com/…/all-gonzo-news-wots-fit…
* We should probably mention here, that some of our posts are links to
things we have found on the internet that we think are of interest. We are not
responsible for spelling or factual errors in other people's websites. Honest
guv!
* Jon Downes, the Editor of all these ventures (and several others) is an
old hippy of 55 who - together with an infantile orange cat named after a song
by Frank Zappa puts it all together from a converted potato shed in a tumbledown
cottage deep in rural Devon which he shares with various fish, and sometimes a
small Indian frog. He is ably assisted by his lovely wife Corinna, his
bulldog/boxer Prudence, his elderly mother-in-law, and a motley collection of
social malcontents. Plus.. did we mention the infantile orange
cat?
What has Corinna's column of Fortean bird news got to do with cryptozoology?
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