Showing posts with label space rock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label space rock. Show all posts

Monday, January 29, 2024

Lay Down

 


Let's hear it for awesome not a Devil Witch Melanie:



There was no "rule." Well yeah, it was like that.


note Melanie in lower left infographic


Cheers,

LSP

Sunday, January 14, 2024

We Live Vicariously

 


Well, sometimes. An old friend's busy doing some sound magicke at London's famous RAK studios and sent me this:




Caption, "Look who lives on the wall here." Hey, let's hear it for Lemmy. Dam straight.

Your Pal,

LSP

Tuesday, October 18, 2022

Back to London

 



It wasn't raining, weirdly, as I stood on the the platform to catch the 9.29 am train from Aberystwyth to Birmingham International and thence to London Euston. And that was fine as was the journey itself, long and slow through the Welsh countryside and then fast into town. It'd been years since I rode the rails, so the trip was an adventure in itself, not too pricey either but be sure to book tickets in advance.

Then there you are, at Euston station. Stride out of that Avanti West carriage like a pro and walk with urgency through the hideously (1970s?) redeveloped station. Pause to look west towards Regent's Park and recollect the many times you've walked along this very same road, many years ago.




Nostalgic reverie over, cross the road and nav a few blocks east to Marchmont street, thanking Progress that your suitcase has wheels. Go through the Brunswick Centre, marveling at its apparent prosperity since the last time you were there, in the '90s?, all the while mourning the disappearance of its all day breakfast cafe. These, by the way, are pretty much gone in London, replaced by annoying coffee shops selling ludicrous pastries and lukewarm "Americano."




Whatever, its a short walk east to Guilford St, past Corams Fields and Lamb's Conduit St., and there you are, in Mecklenburgh Square at the Goodenough hotel, mission accomplished. Check in and behold your just as advertised rooms, beautiful and a far cry from the scourge of corporate hotelistry.




So well done, Goodenough, for providing a relaxing place to stay in a Georgian house in Bloomsbury, what a perfect setup. Next step? Amble over to Lamb's Conduit St. and the People's Supermarket, it's still there, remarkably, for provisions and then go back for tea and a quick scan of Private Eye before going out to meet an old friend at the Lamb, right 'round the corner.

Several pints later, fall back to base for claret, space rock and conversation. Great fun, and word to the wise, try not to spill red wine on the tastefully light carpets of your Regency living room as you listen to Golden Void. If you do, shaving foam is your friend; I learned that in the Army, curiously, makes you wonder what's in it.




That aside, it was great to be back in my favorite part of London, a short walk to most everything central and, for me, filled with memories. But more on that later, in the meanwhile check out LL's incisive thoughts on Biblical exegesis and Genesis in particular.

Your Buddy,

LSP

Monday, August 1, 2022

In The Second Second Of Forever

 


All hail Bob Calvert, Space Rock Supremo:


In the sixth second of forever

I saw your mouth whispering something I could not hear

In the fifth second of forever

I thought of the vermilion deserts of Mars

The jewelled forests of Venus

In the fourth second of forever

I could remember nothing that I did not love

In the third second of forever

I thought of rain against a window, I thought of the wind

In the second second of forever

I thought of the pair of broken shades lying on the tarmac


In the first and final second of forever

I thought of the long past that had led to now

And never... never... never... never


Space Rock Forever,

LSP 

Saturday, June 26, 2021

Shouldn't Do That

 


Steal an election. Shouldn't do that, just don't do it. Pretend you're for the working poor as you open the border to low paid labor and cause a scamdemic to make yourself even richer. Shouldn't do that either. It's wrong, very wrong. Ship all your industry overseas to fund that beach house. Not ethically sound. At. All. Shouldn't do that. 

Watch your cities turn into urban hellholes while you sit back on the profit, but don't worry, trans bathrooms and gay flags. Big mistake. Shouldn't do that. Kill your babies in the womb in the name of freedom. You most especially shouldn't do that, you utter satans.  

Go on, blame your egregious breach of social contract, of governors to governed, on imaginary third parties and watch, Versailles-style, that illusion come crashing down. 

To put it another way, their chicanery, malfeasance, greed and deceit has within itself the seeds of its own undoing. A house built on sand cannot stand and, when it falls, great will be the fall of it.

So be prepared. Space Rock forever,

LSP

Friday, April 16, 2021

Space is Deep


Space is deep, a void we have to travel, said the Shiba, nonchalantly settling into the Captain's chair for a well deserved nap. I couldn't blame him, he'd run well. I checked co-pilot's instruments for course setting. Yes, we were on target, for the Moon and Mars.



Will we get there or disappear in smoke? Not a gambling man, but vote the former. In the meanwhile...

Better believe it,

LSP

Wednesday, January 27, 2021

The Peasants Are Stonking

 


How dare they! Unruly serfs launched a massive bull raid on shorted stock today, and value skyrocketed as Hedgefund millionaire socialists scrambled to cover their positions. KABOOM. Gamestop, GME, went from a trifling 17 bucks a share to $292 at the sound of the bell today.

So what? So a lot, because elite billionaires gambled a lot of money on rubbish companies like GME going down in value. Borrow those shares at their stupidly low price, sell them, knowing in your fiscal genius that they'll decline in value, buy them back, return them to the lender and pocket the difference. 

There it is, going short, and how very awesome, let's make money out of failing businesses. Iniquitous, eh?  All hail our asset-stripping overlords. But not so fast.




What if people piled into GME and stocks like it, and drove the price up? You know, like Blackberry, Blockbuster, microcaps and on. Then all of a sudden the genius shorters have to make good on their deal and buy those shares back at massive loss. Welcome to margin calls and utter disaster.




No wonder the /rwallstreetbets Discord server was taken down this evening. But lo and behold, the portal's up again and it looks like the djinn's outta the bottle. Let's see what tomorrow brings. 




That in mind, here at the Compound we have a simple and hopefully compelling message to retail investors. Hold the Line.

Or Stick it to the Man,

LSP

Thursday, June 25, 2020

Outlaw


Fed up with Space Rock, which is awesome? Hey, no worries, here's Waylon. Check it out.

Your Pal,

LSP

Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Geraldo Owned By Angels


Well, well, here's the awesome Geraldo peddling his wares with the Hell's Angels back in the '70s. He was super awesome then, super awesome now. Don't say owned.

But make of it what you will, in the meanwhile, here's a helpful tune.



Alright kids, get behind the movement and exterminate the libs at the polls.

That is all,

LSP

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Storms Rock Texas



We were warned by our Commander-in-Chief, yes, warned, but took no heed. Texas refused to pay its carbon tax and play its part in the life and death War on Weather. Complacency slipped in, and this is the result.


The Commander

Thunder, lightning, incessant, relentless rain and fierce winds, all combining to make this the storm of the century. 31 counties have been declared disaster zones by Governor Greg Abbott and still the water continues to rise.


The Bricks

Rain is set to fall all week, bringing not only record breaking floods but also a plague of snakes, insects and floating trash.


The Road

Here, in this small farming community, we watch from high ground and the roofs of our homes as the rain pounds down, and stand ready, razor sharp kukris in hand and shotguns chambered, for the snakes.


The Dam

Lake Whitney dam holds, for now.

LSP

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Left Behind?

time we left this world today
Everyone knows that the Rapture was supposed to happen the other day and has had to be rescheduled to sometime in October. Or perhaps it did and we're all 'left behind', but whatever the case, the prophets in question should pay closer attention to Scripture. Our Lord says that 'no one knows the day or the hour' of the Apocalypse, or Eschaton (Matt. 24-36). 


rapture
TP has an interesting take on the various biblical texts; he thinks we should want to be 'left behind'. Read it here, if you like.


Cheers,


LSP