Sunday, May 17, 2009

In The Court Of King Keith

hey everyone


well, my Dad returned from the USA with one of the best books ever. quite frankly, The Wit And Wisdom of Keith Richards, compiled by Mark Blake, is one of the funniest things in print. it's also probably the definitive look inside a Rock legend.

there's nothing i can say about Keith Richards (or Keith Richard as the Americans insist on calling him) that hasn't been said. in fact, there's nothing anyone can say about the legend of Keef that he hasn't said better himself, which is why this book is such a gem. lovers of rock and renegades should flock to buy this book as soon as possible. to convince you, here are a handful of the hundreds of choice Keef quotes!





There was a knock on our dressing room door. Our manager shouted 'Keith! Ron! The Police are here!' Oh, man, we panicked, flushed everything down the john. Then the door opened and it was Stewart Copeland and Sting."

"I'm always sorry for Mick's women, because they end up crying on my shoulder. And I'm like, how do you think I feel? I'm stuck with him."





"for younger generations born after 1963, 64, you've got the sun, the moon, the air they breathe, and you've got The Rolling Stones. We've always been there."

"I've never had a problem with drugs. Only with policemen."

"I've said it before : this is all I can do. I'm a lousy plumber."





"I love my kids most of the time, and I love my wife most of the time. Music I love all the time."

"I'm all for the quiet life. I just didn't get one."


well, there you go - if you enjoyed these snippets, you will love the book, and will not be able to put it down! go on, treat yourself, pick up a copy!!!



be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Class of 1982

hello there

well, here's a class class (if you will) picture i found from Everton State School, Brisbane Australia!





i will be honest and say that i do not really remember anyone in the pic with me, although for some reason "J Chesterton" sticks in my mind. ho hum, thought i would post it here anyway - you never know, someone from the same class or year might be searching, bonus if they find this here!!!!!


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

fun with a graduation gown

hey everyone

well, i imagine anyone who has hit this post with a google search thing or something might not quite find these pictures feature the content they were hoping for, but never mind them.

on Mothers' Day last week Michele, Mum, Erika and i had a really fun time digging through a box of old pictures. we found some absolute gems which i will be posting here eventually. of those, here are some from my graduation ceremony in 1997. it was for my BA Degree, and quite an excellent day!

the saying goes that if you give someone a new pen, the first thing they will do with it is write or sign their own name. i'm not so sure that's true, but i do know that if you give someone a graduate outfit, the first thing they will want to do is wear it and mess around a bit.

here, then, is my dear brother Richard, trying on the outfit!





Richard didn't quite stay on in education as long as i did, but you can't knock his knowledge and intelligence all the same. not only is he a great success in his career, but he has also made it a mission to ensure that no one, but no one, knows more of the life and career of Jimmy Nail than he does.

at face value, Richard and i are in appearance like chalk and cheese. except we are not. we are in fact either different varieties of cheese or chalk. actually, we are both made of the same cheese and chalk, just put together in a different order. that sounds very much like the kind of philosophical statement which Nigel Tufnel out of Spinal Tap would make, doesn't it?

happily, Gran and Gramps were over visiting us at the time of the graduation ceremony, and so we were able to get some pictures of Professor "Stormin" Norman Henry Ricketts in the appropriate attire. and, of course, once appropriately dressed, Gramps' first instinct was to instill discipline on his unruly charge.





i have a feeling i may live to regret sharing the next pic. i was at least wearing a very comfortable pair of pants, but did wish that i had any one of the several books i studied down them!





great memories!! i have no doubt that a few more will follow in the near future!!



be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Dad!

hey everyone

well, this morning i was woken up with two wonderful events. first off was James wishing to watch, as a matter of some urgency (to him), Wonder Pets. secondly, as i kind of dozed off on the couch whilst James watched Wonder Pets (sorry Ming Ming, no offence!), my Dad calling to say thank you for his birthday presents. nice one, it's always a good feeling when you get gifts right!

and then, as the title suggests, Happy Birthday Dad! we hope you are having a good time up on a brief "holiday" of sorts! it should be a good day as long as you avoid the TV between 4 and 6 this afternoon, don't spoil your day with the inevitable!

happily, by co-incidence i have been busy scanning pictures again. there are probably enough ace pictures and wonderful memories to fill up several web pages, but let me limit it here to just a few!

first up, and regular readers will be of the view that this was a favourite holiday of mine, let's head to the Torquay / Cornwall holiday of 1983!





this was indeed an ace holiday - Richard wearing a t-shirt of The King, a great camp site where we met all sorts of interesting people and made brief "holiday friends", going off on a blow up dinghy with Dad and some fishing lines, learning to admire the fine art of admiring ladies wearing only 50% of their bikinis with the legendary, loved Steve Lloyd, a Radio One Roadshow, The Kinks Come Dancing dominating the chart and radio play, and the debut of a certain band called Frankie Goes To Hollywood......

the camp site also had a great entertainment centre on a night, where we coerced Dad into a competition where you had to pretend to be James Bond. i have no memory at all of who won, but watching Dad running around, doing ninja chops and an ace jumping head-butt on some imaginary SPECTRE agents made him the winner in our eyes!

onto February 1988, and our (up to now) last picture together at Scotta House Farm.





this was just before we all headed here to our new home. we may all have moved backwards and forwards in our lives here, but we also benefited from a great home built by our Dad, and we all have found love, happiness and our place in the world. all thanks to our Dad - nice one.

i have no doubt that Dad is proud of most of the things we have done with our lives (i suspect that he wouldn't have minded if Richard, Gillian and i had not damaged quite as many cars as we have), and it's always a great feeling to make him proud, considering all he has done for us over the years. little would probably top the look on his face and in his eyes on our wedding days or when he met his grandchildren for the first time, but every now and then there are other moments. like, for instance, when i graduated with my first degree (yes, i have more than one. i am that clever when it suits me, thank you). here, then, is me with my father and my father with his father just before my graduation ceremony.





it was a great day, and as i think i may have mentioned before, one of a number of instances involving something to do with me where Richard had pinched the suit that my Dad intended to wear for the day.

and finally, a republish of a picture, but one of the most important pictures of my Dad there is!





it's important not only because my Dad looks incredibly cool in it (cooler than i could ever look, as my friends are always thrilled to point out to me), but because this is the man our Mum fell in love with, and made us three (and our wonderful families) possible.

i might not have paid attention and learned all that i have from you straight away Dad, but all the good things i am are because i did, in my usual, roundabout sort of way, eventually pay attention. i am still listening and learning, and hope to be doing so for a very good deal more time yet. Happy Birthday once again, Dad - happy reading and watching!!!!!!


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Banned Street Preachers

hey everyone

on 18 May 2009, the Manic Street Preachers release their 9th studio album, Journal For Plague Lovers. it certainly sounds like being an extraordinary album, and i dare say that i will (ahem) post a review after the release date, when i will have (cough, splutter) heard it, as obviously there's no way i could (whistle, whistle) hear it before then.

the album features one of the best, most enchanting artworks yet. this is saying something, as the Manics releases (except perhaps Know Your Enemy) feature fabulous covers. here is the cover.





you had better look at it here, as it seems that, according to this article, store propose to cover up the artwork, as it might "be inappropriate if it were prominently displayed on the shelf. ".

there is much i could say of the stupidity of this decision, but why should i when Mr James Dean Bradfield sums it :

"You can have lovely shiny buttocks and guns everywhere in the supermarket on covers of magazines and CDs, but you show a piece of art and people just freak out."

buy this album, cherish the music within (which i assume at this stage is excellent), and burn any and all covers that attempt to hide away this beautiful painting.


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! except thick philistines that wish to suppress the Manics!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Richard!!!

hey everyone

well, on the right day, a very happy birthday indeed to my dear brother Richard! we did also get him an excellent present for his birthday, but as he might not have gotten around to opening it, i won't mention what it was/is.

anyway, Richard got the present he wanted on Monday night. a rather unexpected, rare present too, and one that i would rather he didn't get. as he didn't show off or gloat about this gift, well, as it is your special day, here's some special pics of that present.....





i am not too happy about putting these here, really, but fair's fair.





and finally here's the man my brother would, right now, gladly donate a liver or kidney too. whether he wanted or needed it or not, as it happens.





well, there you go Richard. it wouldn't be the most difficult thing in the world to enjoy reading this more than i did posting it, but nonetheless i hope you appreciate the gesture!!


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Dylan!

hey everyone

well, a belated happy birthday to Dylan, who turned 11 yesterday. this post being a little late is fine, as we held his birthday party somewhat early last weekend. which, i have just clocked, makes this update even later. erm......

now, Dylan is a well brought up lad (thanks to my wonderful mother-in-law), and it is rare that he ever asks for anything in the world. he did, however, ask if it was at all possible for him to have a PS 2 for his birthday. we explained to him very nicely that they are rather expensive, but we would try and get him something that he would appreciate and like all the same. he understood this, and just got on with things.

in retrospect, though, we decided that he had been a very good boy with his studies at school, and perhaps deserved a treat. and it's not like the credit card company was doing anything intelligent with the money anyway, and so.....





well worth getting him one to see the joy and surprise on his face! we are very happy to have been able to get you one, Dylan - hope that you are still enjoying playing with it!

i think the main reason he wanted one of these was because that's all you could get a Ben 10 game on. i have no clue what a Ben 10 is, even though Dylan very kindly and patiently explained it all to me. irrespective of my age now apparently being one where you don't "get" these new things (what's a blu ray?), we got him that game too!!





Monica, my most wonderful and excellent mother-in-law, laid on an ace party full of treats for all the children. this allowed James plenty of time to play and eat sweets with his much loved Uncle Dylan, as well as his cousins.





now, yes. there have indeed been instances where i have found myself outside on a blanket with a blonde or three myself son. and you know what? yes, i did exactly what you did under those circumstances, which is have a good sit down and read a most splendid book. no, you cynical bunch, i am not just writing that because my wife reads this. honest, i just read a book; the name of which escapes me for the moment.

oh dear, look! a masked monster approaches the party!





phew! what a relief, it's just James playing away!





considering James' outright aversion to wearing a hat, or combing and washing his hair, i was surprised that he quite liked wearing a mask. impressed, but surprised all the same!

now, what's an early birthday party without a really good early birthday cake? here's Dylan with his best friend Cobain admiring the beauty of a Ben 10 cake!





and, of course, the purveyor and purchaser of all things quality Ben 10 cake related, my much cherished mother-in-law. actually, on my list of mother-in-laws, she is number one on all of them that i have.




righty-ho, so how did the birthday present we got Dylan work out? very well indeed, really, especially as his Auntie Tasha got him an ace Ben 10 controller thingie for it!





it was very kind of James to sit in and be of help to Dylan in working out the mysteries and magic of the machine. James has, after all, commandeered mine as his own, and is quite a wizard with it!


well, there you go. we had a most wonderful day, and are delighted that Dylan had a very good time too!



be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my wondeful, magnificent mother-in-law

hi everyone


well, my darling wife and, as it happens, my mother-in-law never ever tire of telling me that i have a wonderful, fantastic mother-in-law. it is very kind indeed of them to remind me; one would simply hate to inadvertently forget this little gem of knowledge.

in the earnest and sincere hope of letting them know that i know this, i have decided to do a pictorial tribute to her. if i am very lucky, it will make them happy, and give me every excuse to snooze on the couch on an afternoon over some weekends and thus not happily and of my free will be forced to go and visit her.

here, then, is my (as mentioned) dear mother-in-law, getting ready to travel on her preferred mode of transport.





now, to the untrained eye, it might look like i have coerced her into posing on a broom to imply, suggest or even perhaps outright say that she is some sort of witch. well, as this is not a broom but some sort of leaf rake thing that i thought was a broom, there is that myth dispelled. likewise, it is wholly unfair, immoral and wrong to suggest that i refer to her as "the wicked witch of the east". if, and this is a big if, i had ever called her that, i would imagine it was only on each and every single instance in which she came up in conversation.





actually, we really do get along just fine. we have rather similar tastes and a peculiar shared sense of humour, and think that she has brought up, or is bringing up, three wonderful children.

which is why it is such good fun to post pics like this one below, i guess!





hope you have enjoyed this special tribute Monica, luvvies as ever xxxxx


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!! even, in exceptional cases, your mother-in-law !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Spiros rejoice! George is free!

well, it is as you know rather rare for me to turn this site over to someone else, but my good friend Spiros made a rather passionate plea to me to include the news that Boy George is free from prison. free and, in the words of Sprios, looking like he has "really benefited from the prison lifestyle".


to be honest, i have not really followed the case of Boy George with the same kind of passion and interest that Spiros has. i believe Spiros went to the trouble of writing to him on a regular basis, and indeed forwarded him a book or two to read whilst being detained. i wouldn't say i am not interested; i would, however, stress that the affairs of Boy George do not excite or motivate me as much as they do Spiros.


well, there you go mate, hope that this update is what you wanted!!!!!!


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, May 07, 2009

forgotten cinema - Nighthawks

it may seem rather strange referring to a Sylvester Stallone film as "forgotten cinema", but come on, how many people out there would, if asked, name Nighthawks in a list of his films? it's a bit of a shame that it is not frequently remembered, really. it's far from being a classic work of cinema, but it's a great thriller.

to put some perspective on the film, you have to remember that this was released in 1981. back then Stallone wasn't a global mega-star; he was seen (rightly) as a quality actor who could handle some action sequences and stunts. before Nighthawks, his standout roles were Rocky and Rocky II, as well as the low budget, superb trade union film F.I.S.T..

in regards of the first film of this list, it was Rocky which showcased his acting credentials. forget the excesses of the sequels III & IV to this film, then go back and watch the first one. it is a masterpiece, and not only was Stallone Oscar nominated for his performance in the film, he was frankly unfortunate not to have won.

just to emphasize the "non-big star" status of the time, look carefully at the poster. a small-ish picture of Stallone on it, and whilst he has top billing, his name is distinctly smaller than the title of the film.





this was something of a cautious casting of Stallone as a possible star big enough to carry a film; then. it set a precedent for the launch of future stars - the first posters for Die Hard bore the name of Bruce Willis is rather small lettering, and the building was considerably bigger on the poster than the image of Brucie. this was something rectified for the sequels.


the plot for Nighthawks isn't too complicated - a ruthless terrorist called Wulfgar (Rutger Hauer making his American cinema debut) is on the run, believed to be heading to New York. an aged, experienced British detective (Nigel Davenport in full-on old school English Headmaster style) travels there to train some New York cops (notably Stallone and Billy Dee Williams) with the skills to find him and eliminate him. Stallone's character is happy as an undercover cop working the streets and wants none of it; something that obviously changes but i want to try and keep this as spoiler free as possible.

in regards of Stallone cast as an honest, loyal cop just happy to keep his city streets safe for fellow New Yorkers, well, here's another clue as to just what plan Hollywood had for Sylvester. if the character sounds a bit like another famous movie cop, the look kind of gives it away. here's an image of Stallone as Deke DaSilva in Nighthawks...





.... and here, a few years before, is Al Pacino in the celebrated role of Serpico





not too different, is it? i think someone somewhere had the idea that Stallone could be "the next Pacino" with perhaps a stronger emphasis on action. the odd thing is that had Stallone won the acting Oscar for Rocky, then this is probably the path he would have taken. not many agree with my interpretation on this one, it has to be said. i think people find it easier to see Stallone as all brawn, no brain, and this is rather unfair on the gent.


so, is Nighthawks worth your time looking for? oh yes, very much so. i recall seeing it on TV some 20 or so years ago, and when i saw the DVD going for a rather low price, i had little hesitation to pick it up and look at it again. Stallone juggles the "half acting, half action" requirements of his character rather well, and makes for a convincing cop, if not quite to the level of Pacino. Rutger Hauer's debut with the English language is solid enough, and the cold, ruthless performance here was perfected in his next film where he played the career-defining Batty in Blade Runner.

Lindsay Wagner as the "love interest" has a limited role, perhaps cut to trim the film to a well paced 100 minutes. Billy Dee Williams, however, is given a decent slice of the pie in terms of lines and appearance as Stallone's partner. it's interesting, if nothing else, to see the man who would be Lando Calrissian make several (ahem) oedipal references. whereas there are no particularly outstanding performances across the board, there are no bad performances either. it's not like anyone would have signed on for this film for the accolades, but then again neither the budget nor the time was one where actors took the money and just turned up to slum it.

whilst not as celebrated in the sense that Apocalypse Now is for similar reasons, the making of the film also has many a strange story. a number of scenes were clearly cut (in particular, according to Stallone, an entirely different ending) - the evidence is in the posters and promo pics for the film, the majority of which never featured in the released version of the film. there was some trouble with unions and guilds too, for Stallone opted to direct some scenes himself when, for a range of reasons, the director (Bruce Malmuth) didn't arrive on set.

overall, as hinted at, Nighthawks is an above-average, cat and mouse cop thriller. the premise and condensed speed of the plot may approach the border of far-fetched, but it never crosses that line and certainly isn't contrived. if you want an entertaining but not too demanding film for some entertainment, and/or you are curious about the days when Stallone was cast in a film rather than the film being made around Stallone, then you can do an awful lot worse than find this movie and watch it.


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Iron Man returns.....

hey everyone

the first offical pic from Iron Man 2 has been released! not bad, since it's about a year since the first one hit the cinema screens.

whereas the pic below isn't all that exciting, it is at the least more interesting than the "space age alien" bed image released by James Cameron from his hugely anticipated and incredibly dull looking Avatar, i guess!





the first Iron Man was great fun, bar how disappointing Jeff Bridges one. this one sees Mickey Rourke join the cast, can only hope it's more of the same of the many good aspects!!!


be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Nunthorpe School, Form E1 1984 - 1989

hey everyone

i am very much indebted to Mr Colin Hart for his discovery and uploading of this ace class picture from quite a little while ago!

it is, as the title suggests, Form E1, of which i was a proud member. they have changed how they refer to the years now, but for us "old school" types, this is either us from our 4th or 5th year (late 87 - early 89) since us boys are allowed to wear the ace black jumpers instead of the navy blue pullovers and cherished school tie. if i had to state a date, i think it's 4th year, but stand to be corrected.





to my great shame I cannot recall the name of everyone on this pic - my most earnest and sincere apologies. however, on the off chance that some of my chums google their name, let me list who i can remember. this could get rather lengthy and be of little interest to the more casual reader of this site!

so, starting at the back, from the left : Alex Blackburn (had Star Wars on a double sided V2000 tape, now a surfer), Chris Marchant (wished to work with style, a connoisseur of quality clothes, music and ladies), Julia Woods (U2's With Or Without You, got me a Frankie Goes To Hollywood scarf for a birthday present), Nadine Cross (one of the most wicked laughs you would ever hear, got me a rare 12" of Frankie Goes To Hollywood's The Power Of Love for a birthday present), Marc Suthurst (always there on Monday to discuss Sunday's edition of Spitting Image - Nippon), Danielle Crawford (owns or at least owned the biggest dog in history, once suggested that i look like someone who should be called George), Kate or Katie i think (sorry!), Nicky Sinclair (talented athlete, looked like Tom Cruise and bought Whitney Houston records), and then Jamie (i think - joined us late, arrived as a bit of a wild card with pierced ears and a habit for smoking. good lad, though. i think his Dad worked for BT?).

middle row : Andrew Robinson (versatile athlete), Jonathan Goodall (Heritage Hampers, good lad), David "Milly" Milwall (once let off a can of "f#$* spray" in a Harry Sargeant music class - nice one!), your humble narrator (!!), Geoffrey Cox (a sharp wit to easily match the likes of Stephen Fry), Mark Fisher (i will bet that lawyers, guns and money feature in whatever he's up to), Jonathan Marron (an immense intellectual capacity matched by a sharp, observational sense of humour), Richard "Bozz" Morris (a champion of the BBC Acorn Electron PC, capable of ace Leonard Nimoy impressions), Colin Hart (the pic provider, had Friday 13th and A View To A Kill on the Commodore 64) and Paul Schaffer [edit - whoops! Christian, thanks Colin!] (keep thinking it's actually Craig? either way, a devout and loyal follower of Middlesbrough).


front row (and this is where the memory goes) : don't remember (sorry!), Helen Kitching (versatile singer and, apparently, world traveller), can't remember (REALLY VERY SORRY, if i recall a certain party at John O'Boyle's correctly....), Rebecca Griffiths (outstanding cross country runner, was the first person i saw when i heard that Holly Johnson was releasing a solo record and thus got a huge embrace from me), Sir Ronald Mitchell (Lord of Wales, however did he put up with us for five years?), don't remember (sorry! i deserve a beating), the exquisite Caroline McCormack (simply stunning, and a good friend), could be Vicky [edit - Vikki?] Hewson (i think, if i am right, she had an ace story about her parents daytime hobbies and a friend who was visiting discovering them.....) and finally, erm, don't remember (sorry sorry sorry!!)


well, there you go then! once again, my sincere and great thanks to Colin Hart for providing the picture, and my deepest apologies to those on the pic whose name have slipped my mind over time - sorry, the fault is mine entire.



be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, May 04, 2009

reflections on the idea of moving to China.....

hey everyone

well, if one were to move to China, not only would they be living in the land where The King has decided to live, they would also be subject to some pretty forward thinking regulations. check out this article for evidence to this effect!

No Ifs Or Butts: Officials Ordered To Smoke

Officials in China have reportedly been told to puff their way through four and a half million cigarettes a year.

Staff at local government offices in Hubei province were given the order in a move intended to set an example for the rest of the nation, according to state media.






And if they fail to smoke their way through 230,000 packs of locally-produced cigarettes, the officials could face fines.

Brands such as Huanghelou have been earmarked as part of the official quota.

"The regulation will boost the local economy via the cigarette tax," local official Chen Nianzu was quoted as saying in the Global Times.

The measure may also be a ploy to boost sales of local cigarette brands, under pressure from competitors in neighbouring Hunan province.

Some 350 million Chinese - including more than half of all male doctors - currently smoke, with around a million dying from smoking-related diseases every year.

State media recently reported the government was attempting to reduce the number of doctors smoking in China.



and you just know that certain Western, "civilised" Governments are just wishing that they were allowed to put this kind of plan into action!!!


be excellent to each other! if in China, smoke 'em if you got 'em!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, May 03, 2009

the worst book about rock n roll ever is.....

..by some margin, this horrid book called The Worst Rock n Roll Records Of All Time by two incredibly cynical, music loathing, apparently jealous and rather misguided individuals called Jimmy Guterman and Owen O’Donnell. i believe the former has some sort of "reputation" for journalism; going on this book it must surely be a self-appointed one.

the big problem with this book is that they routinely stray away from the world of Rock n Roll to have a snide go at someone (anyone), apparently so they can showcase their vast, witty and (like the last two comments) sarcastic skills. the fact that they were dumb enough to name their book about "the worst rock and roll records" and then barely include records that set out as either being rock and roll or were ever thought as such says it all. let's have a look at some of their dumber moments, though, see how they like it.

OK, a few random selections (and dismissals) from their "50 worst rock and roll singles of all time"

9. McLean, Don – American Pie
Once you start listening to the words, you’re left wondering: “What is this guy talking about?”

well, if you can't work out what American Pie is about from the simplistic, straightforward lyrics, you shouldn't be trying to review anything, let alone publishing it. the only frustrating thing about this song is that so many people think that "the day the music died" is a reference to Buddy Holly's death. it isn't; the last chorus reveals that the music died the day that fans died going to see The Rolling Stones at Altamont. speaking of whom....


20. Rolling Stones – Emotional Rescue
They didn’t care; why should we?

they are kidding, yeah? the Stones pay attention to the "disco" sound prevalent at the time, work out a killer percussion rhythm and deliver a song that tends to be a firm fan favourite. there are a number of songs from The Stones that could have gone here (Harlem Shuffle for instance), but a song that features in the top 50 Stones songs really doesn't belong in the worst 50 rock and roll songs of all time. unless, of course, you are two writers apparently insanely jealous of Mick Jagger; more on that later.


24. McFerrin, Bobby – Don’t Worry Be Happy
It is embarrassing to watch a once-defiantly-non-mainstream performer try to accommodate himself to the demands of the mass audience; it is especially pathetic when that performer does so by appealing to the lowest common denominator.

up front, this song really grates me. that said, many people out there love this song. and not one of the many people who love it would ever refer to this song as being "rock and roll". how desperate were the writers of this book and how poor was there research that they decide this little ditty is rock and roll?


29. Art of Noise featuring Tom Jones – Kiss
Jones has received many accolades from many performers who should know better (from Elvis Presley to Van Morrison), but his unctuous baritone is completely inappropriate for the falsetto lust of Kiss, one of Prince’s greatest singles.

well, there you have it, in their dismissal they miss the whole point of the record. of course Tom Jones was inappropriate for the vocals. that's the whole point of this synth-pop gem (ie not rock and roll), done slightly tongue-in-cheek for The Last Resort With Jonathan Ross TV show, proving to be so popular that it was released as a successful single.


41. Jagger, Mick & David Bowie – Dancing in the Street
… we question why these major rock figures bothered to turn the microphones on if they didn’t have anything to say. …why is Bowie yelling ‘South America!”?

nowhere near the best record ever made, but not bad for a "made on the spot" single when the proposed Bowie-Jagger duet via satellite wasn't possible for Live Aid. a charity record made for a bit of fun to do some good is all that this was. and in answer to the question to the two thick "writers" of this list, Bowie's shouting of "South America" is part of the list of places around the world that were receiving the Live Aid broadcast, the place where this song was intended for and thus made its debut.


43. Wham! – Freedom
Freedom is the transition between Michael’s unaffected trash and the affected kind.

44. George Michael – Freedom ‘90
The former Elton John wanna-be with no dance-floor credibility is now a frankly self-involved auteur with multilayered stubble.

two great summer pop songs nicely bundled together in this book as two bad rock and roll records. the lack of imagination or interest in rock and roll is perhaps best personified by the inclusion of these two singles.


if their choice of "worst" rock and roll singles is idiotic, wait until you get a load of their choices for "worst rock and roll albums" of all time. here we go.....


1. Presley, Elvis – Having Fun with Elvis on Stage
This 1974 monstrosity was subtitled “A Talking Album Only”, but it was packaged like a standard live album. There was only one minor problem: this live album had no songs on it, just the rote between-song patter, repetitious nonjokes, and flat-out stupid scarf disbursements that were epidemic at the King’s arena shows in the seventies.

yes, that's right folks, the record chosen as the worst rock and roll album of all time, by their own admission and as stated clearly on the record cover, does not have a single note of music on it. says it all, really, doesn't it? what a shame their jealousy of people with a record contract stopped them from doing proper evaluations. for the record, the albums of The King speaking to his audience stretched to 5 (five) volumes. they might not be rock and roll, they might not be music, but they were popular.


6. Milli Vanilli – the Remix Album
“Musically, we are more talented than any Bob Dylan. Musically, we are more talented than Paul McCartney”. Half the record is remixes ,with the expected random echo, scratches, and synthesizer slashes that are supposed to indicate remixing. The other half is made up of early tracks left off Girl, You Know It’s True (American Debut Album). Imagine, if you can, the existence of songs not good enough to make it onto a Milli Vanilli record.

a very funny rock and roll quote that gives a tedious link to rock and roll, certainly, but the fact remains that Milli Vanilli were a gimmick, a con or a ruse - they were categorically not rock and roll. considering the expose of the con job that this band was did get substantial coverage, it's hard to understand how they could ever feature in any serious piece of music journalism, unless it was a piece on music hoaxes and cons. it is probably a bad record, but a bad rock and roll record?


21. Dylan, Bob – Live at Budokan
Bob Dylan went to Japan and made the most preposterous live album by a major performer in the history of rock & roll.

if it's as preposterous as they claim, why are there 4 or 5 other live albums higher up their list? invariably live albums are issued by the record labels rather than at the insistence of the artist as a "cash in" or "contract filler". whether they are good or bad, including them in a rundown of the best or worst rock and roll albums of all time is just plain lazy since they are not new music and rarely feature anything but (surprise!) live versions of the better known songs. the same very much goes for the compilations that the two writers insist on including on their insipid lists.


26. Bon Jovi – Slippery When Wet
Who many clichés can you squeeze into a single pop song? Probably not as many as Jon Bon Jovi can. The callous clinker “Remember when we lost the keys/And you lost more than that in my back seat” is Meat Head Jovi’s idea of evocative storytelling.


there's an irony for you - they get around to including an actual rock and roll record on their list and then decide to refer to it as being "pop". the album is full of songs which fill stadiums and songs that people like to listen to. that's pretty much the point of rock and roll, isn't it? "evocative storytelling" in a 3 minute song is tricky; perhaps it's something to be left to novelists rather than songwriters?


50. U2 – Unforgettable Fire
They think they are the most important band in the world, and sometimes they are. On The Unforgettable Fire, they don’t even come close.

had this observation been made about the bloated, self-indulgent Rattle & Hum, it would be hard to argue. to level this criticism against U2 for an album released when they weren't global stars yet, and an album that features Pride (In The Name Of Love) and Bad tells you that the writers were just desperate to have a go at every successful artist they could think of/were insanely jealous of rather than look and listen to any actual music.


not content with slamming records for no apparent reason, they also decide to produce a list of "the worst Rock and Rollers of all time". needless to say, this also delves into the world of just being plain bitter and jealous rather than an actual look at what or why someone would be considered one of the "worst" Rock and Rollers.


although Paul McCartney (?) and New Romantic, synth pop band Duran Duran are considered "runners up" for the title, these two seem to believe that none other than Billy Joel should be seen as the worst Rock and Roller of all time, with the "criticism" being that "no single performer has done more to encourage musicians without a shred of rock credibility to think that pretending to rock out is the same thing as rocking out than Billy Joel".

i don't know all that much about Mr Joel, but if memory serves correct, he unleashed himself on the world as "Piano Man" rather than "Rock and Roll Man". calling him, then, "the worst Rock and Roller of all time" is a bit like calling him "the worst tambourine player in the world" - meaningless. the choice here is all the more strange, since what i do know of Billy Joel suggests that he is capable of "evocative storytelling" in his songs; something that apparently all "rock and roll stars" should be able to do, going on the dismissal of Bon Jovi.


the rest of the book, and i don't blame you if you find this hard to believe, is full of even worse, invalid nonsense. these two come to the conclusion that The King, Elvis Presley, was "out of touch" with the entire decade of the 1960s for reasons along the lines of he happened to have the song Stay Away out as a single around the time that Martin Luther King was assassinated. so, according to Guterman and O'Donnel, Elvis should have had enough vision to foresee the assassination of a prominent political figure, and thus would have been expected to record and release a tribute record in advance? i think you will find that the intention of The King was/is to entertain with music, not make social commentary. i guess, then, that all those songs by The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Who, The Beach Boys and anyone else you can name from the decade were all a bit rubbish according to these two, since i don't recall any startling socio-political commentary being at the core of their rather entertaining music.


this book is not "controversial", it is just plain old rubbish. the infamous article in The Times newspaper which claimed that Steve McQueen survived and was recaptured at the end of The Great Escape shows more obvious research than this, and is perhaps more relevant to Rock and Roll, good or bad, too.

it will be a dream come true if the clowns who produced the book read this and get all upset - let's see how they like it.


be excellent to each other, bar a couple of obvious exceptions!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!