I slept incredibly badly last night, and I feel like I have been kicked in the stomach by a mule. My initial thoughts were that I must’ve forgotten to take my medicine, but upon checking it turns out that I hadn’t done anything of the sort. It is purely Lady Selene coming up over the horizon bringing havoc in her wake. Unfortunately it is one of those days that I have an awful lot I have to do, and being as mad as a bag full of cheese is no excuse.
As well as the blogs I have a magazine to put out and I had to finish the parish magazine and I have some final editing to do for the new episode of On the Track. As I think I have mentioned, doing OTT is probably the thing I enjoy most in my life these days, and I truly can’t thank Louis enough for facilitating it that I can go back to doing what I wanted to do nearly 2 years ago before everything fell apart.
This weekend you can expect the truth about the so-called giant bird of prey carrying a shark, and the latest twist in the story of Africa’s most fearsome cryptid carnivore.
I would like to say thank you to everybody who has bought my new book. For those who are unaware, ‘Wild Colonial Boy’ is the story of my early life in Hong Kong, and how I first became interested in Natural History, and more specifically cryptozoology, and there are several very little known cryptozoological mysteries discussed therein. It is very much like a darker analog of Gerald Durrell’s memoirs of his childhood in Greece, and I would’ve called it “My Family and other Sociopaths” if it wasn’t for the fact that I didn’t want to be sued either by Durrell’s estate, or my family. I sincerely hope that none of them are reading this blog post.
You can find out more and buy it signed from the link below:
C’mon, make an elderly hippy and his little dog a happy (occasionally sappy) chappy and a waggy yappy (seldom snappy, occasionally crappy)…
And if you want to attend a visual entertainment consisting of hard science interspersed with us dicking about in an increasingly surreal manner, check out the latest episode of On the Track…
AND TODAY'S NEWS...
THOM THE WORLD POET: The Daily Poem
COMING THIS WEEKEND
YES: 'A Visual Biography'
A live covers album Leonard Cohen would have loved
GONZO TRACK OF THE DAY: Daevid Allen - Why do we ...
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Meanwhile I continue to pretend that I am a popstar, because now I have sold eleven whole copies of my new album Coldharbour. If I continue at this rate I will get a silver disc sometime at the beginning of the next millenium. Coldharbour, by the way, can be found here: https://jondownes1.bandcamp.com/releases
I think it is really rather good, but then again I would say that wouldn't I?
AND THE LATEST ISSUE OF THE GONZO MAGAZINE:
Gonzo Weekly #433/4
THE BAND OF GOLD ISSUE
This magazine continues to go off on strange tangents that I never expect, but I am very happy to see it do so. What is in this week? Ooooh lots of things. Such as The Justified Ancients of Mu Mu, Freda Payne, Lil Joe and an exciting new anti-racism project, Big Smokin’ Joe, Two books from Victorian times and more....
And there are radio shows from Mack Maloney and Friday Night Progressive, AND Merrell Fankhauser, and the Real Music Club, AND Strange Fruit, and Mr Biffo, there is a column from Kev Rowland, but C.J Stone, Mr Biffo, Tony Klinger and Neil Nixon, are on hiatus. There is also a collection of more news, reviews, views, interviews and dibblers who have got the blues (OK, nothing to do with tiny marsupials who are listening to the new Bob Dylan album, 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!!!
..And the last few issues are:
Issue 433-34 (Kosheen)
Issue 431-32 (Kosheen)
Issue 429-30 (Ocean Aid)
Issue 427-8 (2021 ia Bosch)
Issue 425-6 (Paul McCartney)
Issue 423-4 (KLF)
Issue 421-22 (Christmas)
Issue 419-20 (John Lennon)
Issue 417-8 (gIG)
Issue 415-16 (Phideaux)
Issue 413-14 (Rick Wakeman)
Issue 411-12 (Extinction Rebellion)
Issue 409-10 (Covid)
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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