This is some clever shit.. As seen in Booterstown, Dublin
Dublin based singer songwriter Dave Dwyer (aka Bead) releases his album ‘Battle Stations’ today on Spotify.
Produced by legendary guitarist Boz Boorer [Morrissey, The Polecats].
The album is, as you might expect, heavily influenced with the Boorer trademark vintage guitar sound.
for Bead Battle Stations.
And soon to be on the following too..
Back in the recording studio working on a new set. This is the first track ~ earthlings.
Hard to believe but it started life on an acoustic guitar, it was recorded in the home studio and later mixed in a pro studio.
We are all earthlings, some of us know how to live while others only know how to kill.
According to a Morrissey statement on truetoyou.net the singer has been invited to become London Mayor candidate for 2016 election by Animal Welfare Party.
Needing 330 signatures to enter the race he is seriously considering running.
Run Mozza run..
Blistering set from Johnny Marr and band on Sunday 18 October at the Olympia Theatre, Dame Street, Dublin. Armed with his trusty Fender Jaguar he assaulted the crowd with tracks from his new solo album including Easy Money, Dynamo, Playland as well as Smiths favourites Panic, How Soon Is Now, Bigmouth Strikes Again, There is a light that never goes out, You Just Haven’t Earned It Yet, Baby, and great covers of The Primitives ‘Crash’ and Electronic’s ‘Getting Away With It’.
Is Morrissey having a giraffe? Or is he perhaps lounging somewhere in Stuttgart draped in a black cape laughing his head off like Count from Sesame Street or am I the only blogger on the planet that genuinely likes his new book ‘List of the Lost’? I don’t think so! These reviews are harsh, almost vindictive. Surely such venomous wrath should be reserved for specimens the likes of the Karcrashians. Christ on a bike, it’s unreal! Is it disdain I wonder, for the words themselves that dwell between the FSC certified paper that stir such angst in people? What have we become? A race of cripples to pangs of rage and jealousy? Can we no longer write about the things we love? Is it the fact that a gentle solitary soul with no mind to cause harm to a living thing on earth could actually be cursed with not one, but two outrageous talents that is equalled by few? It can’t be the paltry sum for which some may have parted with for the drama of fiction as they would most probably squander the same if not MORE on a snivelling git like Ronald McDonald or Kentucky Fried Hell basket of death given half a chance. The mind boggles. More questions than answers. Maybe it’s this demented mind that is disillusioned from the heat of the midday sun or the slurp of one too many sangria under the Ibiza sky that thinks this book is actually quite good if not, dare I say a work of art. But who knows and does anyone care? Answers on a post to the above please.. This in not a book review of any description just a hangover on human behaviour, for humans have fascinated us for decades and it would surely be a dull dark dreary world if we were all the same. God forbid! As usual, the moral rights of the author has been sadly averted in this case so I find I have no choice but to balance the books. With thanks and praise to Whores In Retirement as always. mrdjdwyer, somewhere in Ibiza town, celebrating great art from a great artist, on his birthday 10/10/2015, mine not his.