Being a punk is also what is required around these parts every now and then but sometimes you need silence in your head rather than a constant external drum solo. I was once in a punk band as a stand in drummer. The audience thought I was great and the band were shite. Yay.
So long as people are real, look at you in the eye and are straight with you I really don't mind. I prefer it.
Nothing has happened, I am not moaning. After seeing a film about Ian Dury it made me think I really like people who have something interesting to say even if they swear a bit, people who stimulate my mind because nothing else seems to get turned on and I'm not getting that enough. The brain matters more than the erogenous zones. I don't see it enough. I'm not talking about my 'D'. I see too many people who just accept the shit we see around us and do nothing and have nothing to say for themselves. It's mind numbing how so many people are just going through the motions. I live in fucking Nappy Valley where so many just want a good school for their kids but they don't bother looking at the fucking curriculum. It's bollocks.
And it's too fucking quiet.
Where's the bloody party!
