NO MEANS NO

Since I first came upon it, I always thought Rags and Bones by NO MEANS NO to be a striking song with pretty good lyrics. Here is the original album version of the song, with some artsy video done by the person having uploaded it to YouTube (thx for your great work!!):

Here are the lyrics:

Well, Christ was married on the cross My father was married to my mother And I am married to a cigarette butt lying in the gutter And I am married to a cigarette butt lying in the gutter Oh, that's too bad, isn't it Rags and bones, are we finally alone? White Man, you, you just starting to get the blues I said, White Man, you, you just starting to get the blues The blues Rags and bones, are we finally alone? The beast has arisen, all sins are forgiven The beast has arisen, all sins are forgiven In the belly of the beast I shall be released In the belly of the beast I shall be released She rises, Captain! She rises, Captain! Captain---dive, dive! Captain---dive, dive! If I could choose to believe or not to believe You know I would choose not to If I could choose to believe or not to believe You know I would choose not to But I can't choose Not to Rags and bones, are we finally alone? Any old rags and bones? Who would have thought that I would be A sailor on the deep blue sea Any old rags and bones?

There is an interview (lengthy) with Rob Wright, on YouTube, I guess on a German station, where there is that young woman (giggling all the time) (not) asking him some questions; old man... But to quote the late Kevin Coyne: "I'm just an old man but I can still boogaloo" Which is shown below (did not know, that Manfred Rebhandl was their new guitarist).

In an interview on a Slovenian TV-Station, first, he is asked how he does it, because he seems to - "don't get me wrong -be quite old, and Rob Wright answers: "absolutely". He seems to be more relaxed on that one, maybe, because he is not confronted with a giggling girl. Then he is talking about the hardships of being on the road in Southern Eastern Europe (or what you might call it, in my opinion, it is Southern Central Europe) and after talking this and that, in the last two minutes or so he presents his views of the music industry; and this is, where he shows some real PUNK ATTITUDE; no further comment, just listen

summer, chaos and the go-betweens

The nice colleague sharing a room with me at THE INSTITUTE once remarked, that she could not understand, how I could work at a desk slovenly like mine. Answer: I do not work at that messy desk. I work at home. Matter of fact: slovenly at it might be, my desk at THE INSTITUTE (I got that 60ies avengers feeling down in my heart) is well-organised in comparison with the one I really work at. Here are pictures I took today (and yes, it is an image of Isabella Rosellini, and Blue Velvet is one of my favourite movies).

It is about using your holidays for bringing order into that mess and not succeeding.
Be that as it may, I realised that in my brain cells there exists some connection between that state of mind (usually occuring during summer) and the Go-Betweens, the best band Australia has ever produced (at least to my knowledge). Grant McLennan having passed away after they have had the hit they had deserved for years, it is just a memory.
I tried to find an acceptable version of "The Wrong Road" (did not succeed, as you might imagine), so here is:


The House Jack Kerouac buildt:

Cattle & Cane:

Spring rain

Hope you enjoyed it! If you don't like them, the choice of weapons is yours.