The websites scream while my daddy prunes.
(accidentally via the orotund Mick Merciful-Release)
Bloody hell. The (psychobillyish) sound of dadaist young(ish) Redditch.
The Cravats/Paul Hartnoll single is a damn fine thing and exactly what you'd expect. You can win a packet of biscuits selected by The Shend's dog, too. This was why a youthful JH-R spent all his money on odd records, not f-ing ringtones or f-ing 'personalised' emails from some nobber-wannabe's PR machine. Biscuits.
Bonus round: Top entertainment! In Bristol! When I'm in the US! Arse! And the Nightingales! Double arse backwards round the carpark!
Bloody hell. The (psychobillyish) sound of dadaist young(ish) Redditch.
The Cravats/Paul Hartnoll single is a damn fine thing and exactly what you'd expect. You can win a packet of biscuits selected by The Shend's dog, too. This was why a youthful JH-R spent all his money on odd records, not f-ing ringtones or f-ing 'personalised' emails from some nobber-wannabe's PR machine. Biscuits.
Bonus round: Top entertainment! In Bristol! When I'm in the US! Arse! And the Nightingales! Double arse backwards round the carpark!