Jezza waxed loquacious anent his secret passion, relaxing poolside whilst [grammar - Ed.] Kreemé [eighteen my ass - Ed.] served signature oyster hoof n' knob cheese smoothies!
FT3 Jezza baby! Th' Clarkster! Lookin' goood!
JC THE ARSE ON THAT! (turns to watch Kreemé, falls into pool)
FT3 (laughs) Ha ha!
JC (spouts water) Firm enough to tent a manly trouser at fifty paces!
FT3 (laughs) Ha ha! So, Jezza, which you brung us some albums?
JC Absolutely. They're by The Blodwyn Pigs.
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| Jezza and th' Hamster, in happier times! |
FT3 No they're not. It's The Dream Syndicate. Their frankly fantastic run of albums from 2017 to 2022, where we were rewarded with stylistic invention and creative evolution without compromising the core Syndicate values.
JC (blank look) I'll just get Kreemé to give my underparts a brisk rubdown with a rough towel ... (sprints away, leaving Hanna-Barbera whiz lines in air)
Today's deliverables are four bafflingly under-the-radar latter day classics from this superswell band: How Did I Find Myself Here, These Times, The Universe Inside, and Ultraviolet Battle Hymns & True Confessions. No serious collection of resurgent Paisley Underground music is complete without these swell albums, which will surprise and delight both casual listener and seasoned psychedelic enthusiast alike!
This post funded by Wilf Brimley's World Famous Wax n' Lube Lounge, Mons Veneris, FL."If you don't leave walkin' funny, we ain't done our job!"














