Eclectic Blue

My Friday jukebox (21/4)

0 Comments 21 April 2017

Welcome my friends to the show that never ends. Well, that’s not entirely true – everything ends one day – but for now, let’s set the iPod loose through the music centre in my man cave.

Yes, it’s the Friday random jukebox.

1. Austin Powers by the Wondermints. The mighty Mints from the soundtrack of the epic Mike Myers movie. Such an underrated band.

2. Stay With me by the Faces. Back in the day when Rod Stewart was a rock singer, here’s the man at his peak.

3. Some Kind of Wonderful by Carole King. The eternally wonderful Carole performing this beauty from her Music album.

4. Walk Like A Man by Grand Funk Railroad. I always liked the Railroad. Some great tunes and some great playing, but I always found the production too thin. PS. This is not a cover of an old Frankie Valli tune.

5. Inside My Head (Blue Skies) by Groove Armada. Let this wash over you. Gorgeous.

6. The Theme from Perry Mason by Ray Conniff. Jesus.

7. Jessica by the Allman Brothers. Yes, the old theme from Top Gear which itself comes from the essential Brothers and Sisters album. That Richard Betts could play a but.

8. Open Your Mind by U.S.U.R.A. Jolly good disco thumper from one of the Rush compilation records.

9. Oxygen to the Brain by Brian Wilson. A terrible song from the largely terrible That Lucky Old Sun album. Time to retire, Brian. I love new music but not when it’s as bad as this.

10. Existing by the Electric Soft Parade. Brighton’s finest with a gem from An American Adventure.

That’s all folks!

Eclectic Blue

Coyne in the slot?

0 Comments 20 April 2017

In another boost for Labour’s floundering election campaign – I am being sarcastic here – the UNITE union has decided to suspend Gerard Coyne who is challenging Len McCluskey to be the next general secretary. The reason given is that Coyne has “brought the union in disrepute”. If that was really the case. McCluskey would have been expelled years ago, never mind suspended. The man who first gave us the wrong Miliband and then, disastrously, Jeremy Corbyn. Isn’t the real reason likely to be that Coyne has won?

We don’t know this of course but I foresee all manner of problems for Labour in general and Corbyn in particular if McCluskey has won or lost. If McCluskey has lost, it will be manna from heaven to the Tory Party and the right wing press because a key ally of Corbyn will have been defeated. If McCluskey has lost and then challenges the result – and wins that challenge – it will be manna from heaven to the Tory Party and the right wing press because it will look like a fix. If McCluskey wins, it will be manna from heaven to the Tory Party and the right wing press because it will represent the victory of Labour’s hard left king-maker. And whatever the result, whoever wins, it is likely to be on a turn out currently estimated to be around 12%.

I am in no doubt that Len McCluskey must carry a great deal of responsibility for current mess in the Labour Party. Much as I like Ed Miliband, I admit that I shared the view of the rest of the electorate that he did not look like a prime minister in waiting. But Len thought otherwise and fixed it for him to defeat his vastly superior brother, David Miliband. And as soon as Labour was smashed, Len fixed it for the nightmare candidate, Jeremy Corbyn, to become Labour leader. How Len must have laughed as he sat back in his armchair in the luxury flat UNITE members significantly helped to pay for.

Labour will be rubble after 8 June. The ludicrous Corbyn says the election result is not a “foregone conclusion” and for those of you who agree with him, picture this. The Tories are currently on 48% in the polls, double the Labour figure. This would give Theresa May a parliamentary majority of 186. Then, imagine a seven week general election Labour campaign fronted by the likes of Jeremy Corbyn and Dianne Abbott. Do you think the Tory lead is likely to narrow? If your answer is yes, I’ll have a pint of what you’re drinking.

If Labour is ever to recover – and this may take a decade or longer, if it ever happens at all – then the election of Coyne and more importantly the defeat of McCluskey will shift the balance of power in the Labour Party. And after Corbyn leads Labour to disaster, the centre left in the parliamentary party must seize the reins of power back from the hard left.

Theresa May, the lying vicar’s daughter, appears ever more unhinged as the election campaign goes on. She comes across as complacent, arrogant and nasty, not a good look for a prime minister. Touring as a Margaret Thatcher tribute act, afraid of debating even with such a poor performer as Corbyn, she shows her true colours. Out of her depth and increasingly, I’m afraid, out of her mind but on the way to Number 10 for at last the next five years, 10 if she wants it. The sheer ineptitude of Corbyn and McCluskey’s Labour doesn’t lay a glove on her, leaving the working class they so called represent to go to hell while the country burns.

If McCluskey goes, the mainstream left will need to ensure Corbyn and the comrades go too. The fightback can only begin then, if there are enough Labour MPs left to vote for a leader.

Eclectic Blue

We’ve only just begun

0 Comments 19 April 2017

Tonight’s YouGov poll makes for sobering viewing for those who are hoping for a Labour victory at the general election on 8 June. If you are easily upset, I urge you to sit down now:

Con 48% (+4)
Lab 24% (+1)
LD 12% (n/c)
Ukip 7% (-3)

This would hand Theresa May a parliamentary majority of 186. I think it could be even worse than that. Or better, if you are a hard Brextremist Tory.

We are barely a day into the campaign and the nasty party’s second nastiest person, Lynton Crosby, has only just climbed on board the Tory battle bus. His one contribution so far is the “Coalition of Chaos”, to describe Labour, the Lib Dems and the SNP, pretending that they are all lined up together to block May’s Brexit. This has been repeated by every Tory in every interview. Along with “a country that works for everyone” and “ordinary working people”, we will hear this cliche for the next seven weeks until it becomes part of the national debate. This is just like “taking back control” from last year’s referendum. Say it often enough and a simple, vacuous slogan turns into a fact. But we ain’t seen nothing yet.

May, a terrible parliamentary speaker at the best of times, spent most of PM’s questions in the Commons today taking the piss out of the Labour Party. Every time a Labour MP asked a question, she first avoided answering it and then quoted back something that MP had previously said about Jeremy Corbyn. This might not have mattered, except that there is at least one MP worse at speaking than May and that’s Old Corbo himself. It was ugly, unedifying viewing and we’d better get used to it.

Tory head office will be working at top speed now, dragging up any and every embarrassing comment Corbyn and his comrades have ever made and boy will they have plenty to choose from. Corbyn working for Iranian and Russian state TV, Corbyn photographed with IRA murderers, Corbyn talking about his “friends” from Hamas and Hezbollah and that’s just for starters. His record of parliamentary disloyalty (he has voted against Labour more often than David Cameron), his own and his son’s grammar school education (why do you think May is making an issue about bringing back grammar schools? Most of Labour’s comrades went to them, except Diane Abbott’s son who went to private school) and even the rubbish stuff, like not singing the national anthem. And that’s just the stuff that will destroy Corbyn. Wait until they get on to Abbott saying Mao did more good than harm. If Labour is down among the dead men now, just wait until seven weeks hence.

The vainglorious Corbyn surely knows this, unless he is a complete idiot (always a possibility). Those around him, like the nasty, scheming John McDonnell and multimillionaire spin doctor Seamus Milne really do know Corbyn’s many shortcomings and for them to pretend otherwise is totally disingenuous. But Corbyn, a real life Chauncey Gardner (Being There) character, might even believe the bullshit surrounding him. He has, after all, seven weeks of addressing rallies which will be attended en masse by his cult following. It is possible that he will be convinced that the idolatry from his following is representative of the rest of the country. He is in for a bit of a shock.

If a week in politics is a long time, then seven weeks is an even longer time, but how on earth can Corbyn claw back the 24% deficit Labour is suffering in the polls? “Events, dear boy. Events”, were the words of Harold MacMillan but what sort of events could prevent this catastrophe? The 40-odd Tory MPs whose alleged fiddled expenses are currently with the CPS, perhaps, but that’s not going to be decided until after the election. May could be the new Erdogan by then and anyway her majority would be so large, even 40 lost by elections wouldn’t cause a dent. If Corbyn stayed on, they’d probably win them.

The coming Tory and red top attacks will, I am sure, have a huge influence, not on the actual result of the election, but on the side of the majority the Tories will get. The hipsters and chattering classes of the big inner cities will elect the comrades and then return to their high paid jobs, unaffected by anything that happens elsewhere and the rest of Labour will implode.

If the projected Tory majority is already 186, I dread to think what it will actually be come 9 June. I fear the Labour meltdown will hand May a majority of 200+. A hard Brexit, the final destruction of the NHS, a bonfire of workers’ rights, the end of manufacturing in Britain – these will be the prices paid for a landslide Tory win and a hard Brexit.

The vicar’s daughter may be hopelessly out of her depth, a kind of Thatcher tribute act, but she’s undoubtedly a member of what she herself described as the nasty party. Every day in every way, she just makes it nastier.

Eclectic Blue

Faith no more

0 Comments 19 April 2017

My loyal reader will well know that I hold no truck with any religion. Some are worse than others but all in all, I don’t do God. Not all people who do God are bad people, far from it. Many live by their religious principles, including our current prime minister. Theresa May’s association with christianity does her God no favours at all.

I suppose most of us associate christians as people who, generally, do good things. They live by christian values. I take that to mean treating people well, telling the truth and doing good things. Mrs May’s christian values appear to revolve around spreading hate, being a rank hypocrite and telling lies.

It was Mrs May who sent the vans around London which said “Fuck off all migrants, now” (I am not sure these are the exact words, but you get the drift) and there is much, much more not to like about her kind of religion. Here are some examples:

– Supported hunting with dogs (and hunting anything else by the looks of it)
– Opposed laws which promote equality and human rights
– Opposed terminally ill people to be given assistance to end their life
– Voted for the Iraq war
– Supported the bedroom tax
– Opposed paying higher benefits over longer periods for those unable to work due to illness or disability
– Against raising welfare benefits at least in line with prices
– Voted to triple university tuition fees
РSupported mass surveillance of people’s communications and activities
– Opposed measures to prevent climate change
– Opposed Labour’s anti-terrorism laws
– Supported restricting the scope of legal aid
– Supported ‘Remain’ in the EU referendum but now supports the hardest imaginable Brexit
– Said she would not call an election until she did

There’s more, much more of that kind of stuff, some relatively trivial but some deadly serious. I am not an expert on the bible so for all I know there may be some stuff about fox-hunting for a laugh and what a good idea it is and perhaps God wants people without legs to stand on their own two feet. But to my old-fashioned mind, her political track record is not the sort of thing that I would associate with a vicar’s daughter.

I am not sure how Mrs May squares her seriously unpleasant brand of politics with her christian values, unless those values emanated from the Old Testament, in which case they are entirely consistent. Perhaps she thinks that the God who drowned everyone on earth, except for Noah and his animals, or created famines, floods and disasters reflects the type of country she wishes to visit upon us?

And what does one make of the fact that Mrs May has employed the services of ‘Sir’ Lynton Crosby who ran the last Tory election campaign and, more disgracefully, the filthy, racist London mayoral campaign for Zac Goldsmith. How would anyone of faith put Crosby at the head of their campaign?

I don’t know who comes out of this worse: May or God. I do know that my genuine God-fearing friends – yes, I still have some – don’t carry round as much hate as the PM seems to do. In fact, all the ones I know have nothing but love to offer.

Eclectic Blue

Hard or soft?

0 Comments 18 April 2017

I’m still waiting to hear from the Labour Party to see if they are going to expel me for not supporting the Corbynista candidate Lesley Mansell in the forthcoming West of England Metro Mayor election. But I am going to give them further food for thought if they choose another Corbynista to stand in the now Tory safe seat of Filton and Bradley Stoke.

The 2015 general election gave me an easy choice: the excellent Ian Boulton, a passionate, campaigning Labour councillor versus Jack “Shagger” Lopresti. If MPs were elected on ability, Boulton would have strolled it. Instead, the constituency elected the buffoon candidate and on 8th June, Lopresti will win again.

In a way, it doesn’t matter how I vote. I am 100% certain that we are about to witness a Tory landslide of biblical proportions, regardless of anything that is put in their way before the big day. If Corbyn was to rescue a baby from in front of an oncoming express train, after saving a drowning pensioner, people would still think him useless at the one thing he is supposed to be good at.

I remain horrified at the prospect of voting Lib Dem because they enabled David Cameron’s austerity, the bedroom tax and – yes – the tripling of university tuition fees, but could needs must? With May and Corbyn both strong supporters of a hard Brexit, could I be tempted to lend my vote to the only national party pledged to oppose said hard Brexit?

I know that many people voted leave to stop free movement and immigration, but I am not sure they voted to make themselves poorer, well not all of them. I don’t remember being asked if I wanted to leave the single market or the customs union -in fact everyone, including Ukip, promised that wouldn’t happen.

A vote for Labour is, for the first time in my life, not a given. What, I will need to know, is the point of voting Labour?

If the electorate did not see Ed Miliband as a potential prime minister, what will they make of Corbyn? Do you really need to think about that one for more than a second?

My god, I’m a floating voter, sort of. My heart says Labour, my head says don’t know. Maybe I won’t stand or I’ll run as an independent? Maybe pigs will fly. It’s all about hard or soft for me. If you know what I mean.

Eclectic Blue

Don’t believe a word

0 Comments 18 April 2017

You could have knocked me down with a feather this morning when Theresa May announced there would be a general election on 8 June 2017. Except you couldn’t have because Mrs May, despite having to date been hopelessly out of her depth as prime minister, is a typical, cynical politician who will say one thing one day and another the next. It was only a matter of time until May took the opportunity to seek an increased parliamentary majority and today that is precisely what happened.

There are a number of groups who will be happy with the decision, first among unequals will be those who voted to leave the EU last year. When the Tories romp home, we will now get the hardest Brexit imaginable with all the bloody consequences. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that May has bought time here, hoping to get the worst aspects of Brexit out of the way before the country heads again to the polls. Plenty of time to blame someone else for the mess that will ensue. Given the state of her majesty’s opposition, it’s hardly a gamble at all.

Tory MPs will be happy because they know they will all be returned safely to serve at least another five years in parliament and newspapers will be happy in the near certain knowledge that sales will probably pick up for a few weeks, with their proprietors retaining easy access to government and the favours that will follow.

Many Labour MPs and supporters, some of whom, like me, are already resigned to defeat, may be pleased that Labour’s coming electoral catastrophe will mean the end of the wretched Corbyn and the hard left takeover of the party. I am not so sure about that. I don’t buy the line that Corbyn is a decent, honest chap. He was the friend of the IRA and numerous other terror groups around the world, he is a pacifist, he tolerates anti-Semitism and anti-Semites in his party – oh, the list could go on forever. I reckon he might even stay on in a diminished Labour Party, to hand the levers of power to some equally useless but far younger member of the wrecking ball hard left. But Corbyn, who supported a hard Brexit, will be thrilled. He will relish the prospect of addressing rallies consisting of people who already agree with him. Imagine being Corbyn tonight, knowing in your heart that you are wholly unqualified to run a whelk stall, never mind the country, about to embraced again by his cult following. The hipsters and chattering classes of Islington will return their hero. The comrades in Momentum, who don’t care about winning general elections, will be thrilled that scores of mainstream Labour MPs will lose their seats, and that they can turn Labour into the dysfunctional “political movement” they have always dreamed of.

The odious Nicola Sturgeon’s SNP will be overjoyed too, with the prospect of kicking out Labour for good. In fact, it will be the Tories who will be their main rivals. And a Tory landslide in England will intensify their claims for separation which this time will surely happen. Could anyone blame the Scots?

And what of Nigel Farage? May has stolen his clothes – happily not literally – and Ukip are doomed, but he won’t care. He will have helped shape the Little England he has striven for all his life. Farage, who has never won a first past the post election, is the most successful politician of his generation. Think about that for a moment.

And what of Rupert Murdoch who, as soon as the election is over, will be free to buy the 61% of Sky he doesn’t already own. He will be the happiest evil emperor of the lot.

Of course, I’m sad about the result of the forthcoming election. I am sad that Labour will be annihilated and I am even more sad that May will have a strong mandate for a Brexit that will separate us from mainstream Europe, destroying the United Kingdom and wrecking opportunities for the next generation.

Theresa May’s impending landslide victory will, at least, put us out of our misery. It was either going to be a snap election or three miserable years of Corbyn failing to lay a blow on May.

This is effectively our second vote on the EU. On 23 June 2016, “we” voted to leave and on 8 June 2017 we will gift Theresa May the hard Brexit this most hypocritical politician has yearned for, ever since she supported remain some 10 months ago.

Now we really are going to hell in a handcart. Margaret Thatcher will be regarded as a closet lefty when May has finished her work, on current form some time in 2027.

Eclectic Blue

Know what I mean, Harry?

0 Comments 17 April 2017

With the exception of a “golden” period during my final years of my employment in the civil service, I have been left to fend for myself in the miserable world of poor mental health. For much of the time, I haven’t fended very well. But I have somehow managed. Day upon day, year upon year of being unable to concentrate and retain information, I feel I have become a brilliant actor to the extent that many people have either not noticed or perhaps assumed that my demons are small beer. Only now, with my future well behind me, have I opened up, firstly as a kind of confessional and secondly to encourage others to come forward, if only to tell their GPs. I am not sure it is a good thing to always tell the boss.

Over the last decade or so, I have tried to be honest about the way I am. Any idea of having a decent career had long gone and there was nothing to stop me “coming out”. Sometimes I wonder why I bothered.

My family and true friends understand the effects of depression and anxiety. They know that it is quite possible to be very happy for long periods whilst suffering from mental illness. They are two very different things. I am not happy one minute and wallowing in a pool of self-pity the next. I am happy and sad at different times, I am always ill. Is that so hard to understand? Oh yes.

I have learned, and continue to learn, about the sheer ignorance of people who I feel should know better. There is, without doubt, ignorance and a lack of understanding about all mental illness, to the extent that even today sufferers are still expected to just gone with life, pull themselves together and to be treated in exactly the same way as everyone else. You would, rightly, make allowances for someone with a physical disability and/or condition but as for mental health, well get over yourself. All of this is why I so much value the decision of Prince Harry to go public on his own problems.

My view of the royal family has been simple: I cannot see the point of it. Although the Queen is the head of state, she has no real power. The royals go from place to place, shaking hands with people, cutting ribbons and waving. And that’s pretty well it. Then along came Princes Harry and William.

I was, frankly, amazed when Prince William and Princess Kate put their not inconsiderable weight behind mental health campaigns. This is Big News. I do not think they have changed the national psyche, but they have managed to put the subject into the national debate, so it’s a start. It will take years, maybe a generation, to change attitudes, to bring about change, but change has to start from somewhere.

The worst thing about the understanding of mental ill health is when people who do not understand it think they do, talking about the terrible stigma of mental health and then, by their subsequent ignorant actions, entrench it. I can excuse some of my earlier managers because I grew up in an era where mental health was the discussion about “funny farms”, “lunatic asylums” and the “madhouse”, but some of the more recent ones. In Bristol, you could expect to be sent to Barrow Gurney, the legendary mental hospital where, it was believed, the patients were wrapped up in straightjackets and confined to basket-weaving from dawn to dusk.

Harry described his life as being “total chaos” and how he came close to a “complete breakdown” on a number of occasions until he sought the services of a counsellor. Harry’s public confessional moved me like no other royal has moved me before. Quite seriously, I believe he has shown courage of the highest order, to open up on a subject about which there remains such profound ignorance. He looked into my world, and the world of the many millions whose lives continue to be ravaged by poor mental health, and he made the subject legitimate. If it was okay for Harry to speak out, it was okay for everyone. If only that were true.

In the most unlikely of environments, as I have discovered to my cost, the ignorance and stigma remains and if anything things are getting worse. I know this is hardly a ringing endorsement of the idea that people should open up but this is the world in which I live. My own life has been made immeasurably more difficult by a world in which mental health treatment is the Cinderella service in the NHS. It’s a luxury, not a necessity. Pull yourself together.

The more things change, the more they stay the same. I’m having to go back to my GP yet again and if you are ill, then so should you. But as I never tire of saying, be careful who you tell. I am even considering the possibility of trying to register myself as disabled in order to secure equal, not special, treatment; that’s how bad things have got.

Prince Harry’s intervention may not be game-changing because, as we know, today’s news is tomorrow’s fish and chip paper, but I am humbled by it. Just imagine a member of the elite, privileged, super-rich having a better understanding of mental health than Joe and Josephine Public. That’s exactly what’s happened and I’m very surprised to see myself in the same sort of world he inhabits.

Eclectic Blue

An Easter message

0 Comments 16 April 2017

Happy Easter, everyone. Enjoy your religion, enjoy your eggs or enjoy, as I shall, a few pints of cider-based alcohol. My suggestion is to enjoy the long weekend and ignore the words of politicians. All politicians.

Theresa May says she has a sense that “sense of people coming together” following the vote to leave the EU. I am at a loss to understand what world this woman lives in because all the evidence suggests that almost no one has changed their mind. If anything, the country’s divisions are deeper and wider than they ever were, as illustrated by all the polls. I have seen nothing to suggest that remoaners like me have suddenly concluded that the impending disaster that is Brexit is actually a good thing, nor have Brextremists now come to accept that free movement benefits our economy and society. The battles lines remain drawn, people are patently not coming together and if May persists in pursuing the hard Brexit favoured by the hard right, the country will become more divided, not united. And as long as Mrs May pursues policies that deliberately harm the most vulnerable people in the land, I am not going to take her “christian values” in any way seriously.

Jeremy Corbyn, in his usual garbled way, announced that we should remember “Jesus’ example of love and sacrifice, and the Easter message of redemption and peace”. To quote him still further, Corbyn added:”We hear painful stories every day, of homelessness, poverty or crisis in our health service – or across the world, of the devastating consequences of war and conflict, including millions forced to become refugees. We need to respond to these problems head-on, through action and support for social justice, peace and reconciliation. Those principles are at the heart of Christianity.” No, you silly old sod. These are the principles of all decent people, devout or not. I do not require the services of a celestial dictator to demand “an end to homelessness, poverty or crisis in our health service”.

I don’t buy all this rubbish from the likes of May that somehow christians are not allowed to discuss or practise their faith. As both an atheist and a secularist, I have no problem with people celebrating their own religious festivals in whichever way they see fit, so long as it does not, in any way, impact on my own life. The problem for the devout is that hardly anyone believes in God anymore and indeed many of us feel that religion is the cause for more conflict than it stops.

Yes, I know as it’s Easter, a religious festival, and that’s why the BBC will be ramming down our throats various ceremonies of worship, even though hardly anyone will be watching. I’ll be one of those not watching but by the same token I happy for those who are.

What I don’t need is useless, posturing politicians lecturing me about things they are no more qualified to lecture me about as I am to lecture them.

The country is not coming together because of Easter or anything else. We are becoming a nasty little xenophobic inward-looking island, about to set ourselves adrift from mainland Europe, holding hands with an egotistical, unstable US president who we fear could lead the world to nuclear war (would you bet against it?). That’s a political choice, firstly by the electorate who voted to take us out of Europe and a prime minister, aided and abetted by the leader of the opposition, doing so in the most damaging way possible.

“This year, after a period of intense debate over the right future for our country, there is a sense that people are coming together and uniting behind the opportunities that lie ahead.” No, there isn’t. That’s either a misunderstanding or an outright lie by the vicar’s daughter. If that’s the kind of christianity you want, don’t expect me to pray alongside you.

Eclectic Blue

I can’t go for that

0 Comments 15 April 2017

Rather than voluntarily leave the Labour Party, I have today written to it to invite them to expel me. I have always been a Labour man, I thought I would always be a Labour man. Labour stands, or rather stood, for everything I believe in, mainly providing a parliamentary voice for the working classes. Sadly, under its current leader, Jeremy Corbyn, Labour now believes the best way to represent working class people is to be in permanent opposition, enabling the Tories to do whatever they like. And it’s Corbyn’s Labour which has persuaded me to suggest that expulsion might be the way forward.

I have said to the party that I shall not be supporting Labour’s candidate Lesley Mansell in the forthcoming West of England mayoral election. It is not just that she is uniquely unqualified to hold this position, given that she is a parish councillor in Radstock, but because she is a strong supporter of Corbyn.

As well as informing Labour that I cannot bring myself to vote for Mansell, I have said that I shall do my best to convince others not to support her candidature. My conscience tells me that political opposition of the type practiced by the hard left, which is to say no credible opposition at all, fails the working classes. Corbyn and his comrades do not merely represent an extreme left wing viewpoint, they are utterly incompetent. Furthermore, his associations with various terror groups, including the murderous IRA, mean I cannot square the political circle. His support for Theresa May’s hard Brexit was a new low, damning the people he purports to represent to a lower standard of living and growing insecurity and uncertainty about the future.

I suspect Labour has bigger fish to fry than to spend any amount of time on whether I deserve to remain a member of the people’s party. In all honesty, I have no idea why I remain in the party which is run by the likes of Corbyn, John McDonnell and – don’t titter at the back – Diane Abbott. These people regard anyone even slightly to the right of them political as class traitors, something that is pretty rich coming from a group of middle class comrades, most of whom went to Grammar schools and, in the case of some of the major figures, including Corbyn himself, saw their own children packed off to Grammar or even private schools.

Bad opposition means bad government and looking at the state of the Tories, we now have the worst government in our history. Desperate times require desperate measures and my desperate measure is to abandon Labour in the polling booth until things get better, which they won’t for as long as the Corbynistas run the party. I’m probably far too working class to be a Labour member anyway these days, given that all the main players live among and represent the chattering classes of London.

Eclectic Blue

Easter Saturday music shuffle 15/4

0 Comments 15 April 2017

Easter Saturday, the sun is shining, the coffee is flowing (too early for beer – seriously) and there’s music everywhere, belting out from my Man Cave, as the iPod does its random stuff.

I think this is going to be a good one.

1. Duets by Breaks Co-Op. No, me neither, but it’s a very chilled little number from Tom Middleton’s excellent ‘The Trip Part 1’ compilation.

2. Paranoid Android by Radiohead. This gem hails, of course, from the mighty OK Computer. “When I am King, you will be first up against the wall”, one of my favourite lines ever.

3. Smokebelch II by the Sabres of Paradise. Some lush Cafe del Mar music to wash all over you.

4. Junior’s Farm by Steve Miller. From the Art of McCartney, the mighty Mr Miller makes this rocker all his own.

5. Fernando by Abba. From that classic album ‘Abba Gold’.

6. Barbers Adagio for Strings by William Orbit. More Ibiza chill out stuff from William ‘Orbit’ Wainwright.

7. Rubber Bullets by 10cc. The classic 10cc line up with a classic 10cc tune, with vocals from Creme and Godley, in that order. Best line: “We’ve all got balls and brains, but some’s got balls and chains.”

8. Fine for now by Grizzly Bear. From the Veckatimest LP, a cracker from the American indies.

9. Shadows by Barry Gibb. From the latest BG effort and it’s triffic. The old boy can still cut a decent tune although every ‘S’ sounds like an ‘Esh’ these days. Some Spanish influences here.

10. Someone Great by LCD Soundsystem. A perfect way to end the shuffle. A bit Human League now and then but truly and utterly magnificent.

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