Julian H. Cope

Grace Jones - Hurricane

Yeah, thing is I ran out of rohypnol...raincheck?

Is it Richard Stilgoe?

I was once gay. It didn't work out as I found men unattractive. I help them out when they're snowed under. It's not that easy IMO.

Supertramp - Logical Song Roachford - Cuddly Toy Terence Trent D'Arby - If You Let Me Stay London Boys - Requiem Lotus Eaters - First Picture Of You Furniture - Brilliant Mind

Is it someone with a large expense account? Or the Fees office? They must be f*cking minted.......

There's always those mugs at V. A festival for people who don't 'do music'. Cunch of bunts.

Any Fans residing in Addis Ababa? It's not all about Australia you know.

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida by Iron Butterfly. Not the edited version but the f*cking 18 minute one. Failing that how about Her Face Forms In Summertime by The Future Sound Of London. I'm all for weirding out the opposition.

Free - Mouthful Of Grass. Perfect tune for the Summer.

No, I do not like him because he is a d*ck.

Ah so. Me so solly.

I didn't have you down as a minimalist.

I really f*cking enjoyed that. So much so, I want to ask Pancake out on a date. How about Thursday? The missus is away..................

'Blackashacieedsensi' I do miss those cheeky scamps.

Federer is a total d*ck... but still very good at tennis. I found it satisfying at Wimbledon 2008 to see him cry. It was almost akin to when McEnroe broke Borg's heart all those years ago. Still at least Borg wasn't a dildo.

Lindstrom & Prins Thomas - II

I'll try & say nice things about your mix too.

I saw the tail end of their set,(Got to hotel a bit late, then hit the bar for some much needed refreshment)but they were pretty good. Saint Etienne were utterly fantastic & the album played really well live.My only gripe was a pr*ck behind me insisted on leaning over me to film with his f*cking mobile phone. .Generally I am quite tolerant but I had to tell him to f*ck off. What is it with tw*ts and their phones at gigs. Bunch of c*nts.

Tangerine Dream - Rubycon. Reminds me of the days when I used to buy milk from a horse called Simon, and my smack from a badger who resided in a disused soda stream in Bolton. I always preferred the taste of Corona fizzy limeade.

I'm going to make an album. See you in a year.

That is f*cking fantastic. Hours of endless fun.