Duh Dumb Diddle Daddle…

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Just to be clear: Here is a dumb diddle daddle on how the dumb diddle daddle. Seriously. Alright. You’re smart. We know this. You’re quite aware of the fact that there’s a lot of dumbness floating aboot the air. Out there. Real world. Daily life. Every single day. Every single way. All could and should be so simple. Instead. Dumbness everywhere. Thing is though, far worse than dumb. Come back to that. First off… Want to hear what being hit by cars, ridiculously hot girls, frogs, ferns, mosses, mongolian, yachts in the sky, poolside murders, petrol, buckets, idiots and much more, all have in common?! Yes? No? Decide… Read on! Gibber dish is once again overflowing. Blogaruus building up. Threads getting thinner. Incoherent mess. Horse on before all is forgotten! Di-daddle on! Continue Reading »

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Check. Please. Balls.

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I’m a big fan of finding a gem of a song. Particularly if it’s a mostly unknown beast. Although I won’t lie. At times, I like to keep them a secret. Shh. Unleash during a DJig perhaps. Dodging and ducking trainspotters. Out with their phones. Ready to scribble down. Which song? This song? Or the one before? Not too sure really. I just played it? Ehh, not too sure. Shhecret on. Holding back. Initially at least. Another thing I might’ve unintentionally been holding back on lately, is how much fun it is to live in LA. Keeping the floodgates a tad tapered. Letting name-dropping fans down. Instead highlighting any and all obstacles, chasms, mountains or struggles I have been rollerblading through. The last four days have fully reminded me how much fun it is to live here. Big bucket full of fun. Continue Reading »