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Friday, 23 June 2006

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Aladdin Sane
By David Bowie
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Police admit they failed to search properly

READING police admit they only checked one of three pubs within yards of their Castle Street station when alerted to the attack which left Steven Webb in a coma.

Mr Webb, 38, suffered horrific injuries including a fractured skull and bleeding to his brain but was only found - unconscious and slumped against a wall at the back of The Sun pub - for five hours.

Police were alerted at 2.19am on June 11 by a caller who told them they would find Mr Webb opposite the Litten Tree - which has been closed down for some time.

But when they could not find him officers left the scene without crossing the road to The Sun - and it was not until 7.45am that a passerby found Mr Webb.

Police say a fight broke out at the burger bar in the middle of St Mary's Butts around 2am involving up to 10 people, quickly spreading towards the Pavlov's Dog bar and into Castle Street.

An anonymous caller rang 999 when the brawl reached the back of The Sun pub but the only location he could give sent officers to the deserted Litten Tree.

The confusion was compounded after another police patrol came across a separate fight across the town centre in King Street and believed it was the original disturbance.

The Independent Police Complaints Commission is probing the mix-up and Reading police commander Supt Steve Kirk said: "We have apologised to Steven's family for the error and an internal review is under way to establish exactly what went wrong.

"Thames Valley Police handles around one thousand 999 calls every day and we work hard to respond well to those calls.

"Unfortunately, we are only human and we did make a mistake with this one."

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That's my weekend sorted out then. Steve's an old friend. I'm not going to blame the police, the only people to blame here are the wankers who put him into the coma. I'm just glad that he's not deep deep in one.

What's so annoying is that I knew about someone being found out back of the Sun. After all, it's the Theatres local. Steve has a habit of disappearing so I'm used to him drifting out of touch. Hell, I'm worse for it. I've got every hope that he'll recover. As do his doctors. But still.

Fuck.

It's the third awful thing to happen to the old Fight Fayre people.

And again my pretentious Go Go Post is delayed.

Thursday, 22 June 2006

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In The Night!!!
By Famous Monsters
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I need to be several thousand miles away.

Right now.

I'm in the wrong place.

Circumstances created through the accidents of geography may not actively conspire against people. But they're still a major inconvenience. Not worth cursing unto the fifth generation though.

There are desires and needs that are out of my control. But they shall be brought under control. If the path is the right path, then it doesn't matter how long it takes to amble along it.

But I still need to be elsewhere right now.

Isn't this what blogs are for? Travails?

And a hug is better than a *hug*.

The path is why I mostly do the wrong work as the right work costs me more than it earns me. I'm still a sucker for doing the right work for bugger all pay though.

It's nice when it happens though. What is for other people a hobby, buys me a fancy dinner and cigar. And I keep working at it, and allow myself the bull headed side needed, then it'll buy me a roof and a bed. There is the easy path, full of exploitation and gullible youth. I hate that path and fight those who set up their stalls alongside it. The hard path is the only one worth walking.

But I should be walking it in a different place where I could be of more damn use than a *hug*.

Jeez. Paths? what is this dolt on? Let's paint pretty journey pictures shall we? I'm just annoyed that a loved one has suddenly had a tough thing to do land in their lap and I'm over here and they're over there. No big problem has arisen. It'll be dealt with. And I'll be back once the money has returned unto me. Like the pretty butterflies it is.

Tuesday, 20 June 2006

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Violent Femmes (Bonus CD) (Dlx)
By Violent Femmes
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Taken from Mythos who got it from Jocelae who grabbed it from her friend Noelle:

Closest Blue Book Meme
1. Grab the nearest book with a blue cover.
2. Open the book to page 86.
3. Find the first full paragraph.
4. Post the text in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find, just the closest blue book.

'From the clash between the mental chaos in Catholic anarchy and pagan order, this subject can set off unbelievable holocausts of power and imagery, interspersed here and there with abrupt dialogue, hand to hand combat between men bearing the most opposed ideas within them like stigmata'

The Theatre and its Double by Antonin Artaud

I'm fond of the old madman. He's talking there about his propsed first piece for his Theatre Of Cruelty, a series of events entitled The Conquest Of Mexico.

Silence: Noise like a huge wheel spinning, blowing out wind. A hurricane comes between them. At that moment two stars collide, and a succession of limbs of flesh fall. Then feet, hands, scalps, masks, colonnades, porticoes, temples and alembics, falling slower and slower as if through space, then three scorpians one after the other and finally a frog, and a scarab which lands with heart-breaking nauseating slowness.

YOUNG MAN: (Shouting at the top of his voice) Heaven's gone crazy.

Looks up at the sky.

Let's run off.

That's a stage direction from Spurt Of Blood. It's a stage direction. Normally Spurt of Blood is considered unperformable because of just such writing. I disagree because I like to do such things. He never cared about what was possible or not, he just went for the jugular with his imagination and let fly. It's a hell of a stage image and the idea of trying to realise it makes me salivate.