Strange and tumultuous days indeed.
On Friday, whilst trying to do something sensible I actually did something inexcusably silly. I deleted all my Gonzo emails for the last three years, including loads of stuff which needed to be kept for the magazine. So, if you are one of the Gonzo people with whom I have been dealing, please forgive me when I have to chase you for stuff that I should have but don't. That is a very convoluted sentence but I think you probably know what I mean.
As I said yesterday:
So this week I will have to pick up the pieces
to stop the fan being hit by faeces
But on the good side (and believe me this is very good, at least as far as my own mental health is concerned).
Fifty years ago, a small pond just down the hillside from Mount Austin playground in Hong Kong was my friends and my secret hideout. To successive generations of children at Mount Austin, Hong Kong, this was "Tadpole Pond". I have been dreaming about it ever since, and had nightmares in which it had been concreted over. My darling godson Greg is in HK this week and pretty well the first thing the dear boy did was to find it for me. I am ridiculously pleased that it is still there, although disappointed that the Health and Safety ethos has reached the far East as well. There were no fences in our day...
Thank you Greg. You have made a tedious old git very happy.
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Gonzo Weekly #277
THE CAN BLUE MEN SING THE WHITES? ISSUE
We visit the Northeast of England to meet Davey and Nick from Auld Man's Baccie, Alan finds DakhaBrakha, an insane ensemble from The Ukraine, Doug starts to explore Split Enz and the Finn brothers, Neil looks at New Zealand psychedelia, and Mr Biffo pitches a new TV show.
And there are radio shows from Strange Fruit, AND Mack Maloney, AND Friday Night Progressive, there are columns from all sorts of folk including Neil Nixon, Kev Rowlands, Roy Weard, C J Stone, and Mr Biffo AND the irrepressible Corinna. There is also a collection of more news, reviews, views, interviews and southern dibblers who have gone for a snooze (OK, nothing to do with small marsupials who have probably got hangovers and have decided to have a little rest, 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!!!
This issue features:
Eric Burdon, Silver Fox Cafe, Elton John, Barbra Streisand, The Mind Map, Motorhead, Jeff Beck, Robert Smith's Meltdown, Strange Fruit, Friday Night Progressive, Canterbury sans Frontieres, Mack Maloney's Mystery Hour, NME, Jeff St John, Trevor Graham Baylis CBE, John Charles Kenneth Gardestad, Brandon Dean Jenkins, Ronald Lawrence Victor Prophet, Bill Burkette, Alexander Buchanan, Patrick Doyle, Barbara Dickson, Jessica Lee Morgan, Billion Dollar Babies, Rick Wakeman, Tangerine Dream, Auld Man's Baccie, David Curtis, Nick Phillips, Doug Harr, Split Enz, Alan Dearling, DakhaBrakha, Neil Arnold, New Zealand Psychedelia, Kev Rowland, Toothgrinder, Trepaneringsritualen, Tyler Bryant & The Shakedown, Until the Sky Dies, Veni Vidi, We Came as Romans, Wildness, World War Me, The Adicts, Apartment 213, Mr Biffo, Digitiser The Show, Roy Weard, CJ Stone, Hawkwind, Jon Downes, The Wild Colonial Boy, Martin Springett, ElectricNick, The Beatles, The Wonder Years.
And the last few issues are:
Issue 275 (Martin Gordon)
Issue 274 (Steve Took)
Issue 273 (Live Dead 69)
Issue 272 (George Butler)
Issue 271 (Mark E Smith)
Issue 270 (Eric Clapton)
Issue 269 (Narnia)
Issue 267-8 (Happy New Year)
Issue 265-6 (The Who)
Issue 264 (John McLaughlin)
Issue 263 (The magic Band)
Issue 262 (DikMik)
Issue 261 (Leonard Cohen)
Issue 260 (Amsterdam Squat Festie)
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!
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