Heart of a Punk Soul of a Rasta

And finally.....................

........during April The Libertines reformed and Supergrass split, one in and one out. "Festival Libertines" and "Swan Song Supergrass", you know what for once I think I'll be sitting these two out - now just watch how quickly I change my mind. Ed

Young Lions Led By A Bland Donkey

The most horrible moment of last month as far as I'm concerned; in fact probably one of the most horrible moments of my entire life happened on the evening of Tuesday April 27th. I tuned in to Jools Holland and was immediately anesthetised by the sound of the Gorillaz - yawn.

But blow me there amongst the throng was Paul Simonon and Mick Jones plinking and plucking away, doing little more than massaging the ego of the Mr bland himself Damian Albarn. Apparently Mick & Paul were just back from massaging Albarn's ego at the Coachella Festival in the US of A.

Now I just don't get this shit!

Why the fuck are they doing this pap?

Seeing Mick and Paul reminded me of a trip I made to Dudley Zoo recently. Thirty years have past since I visited the zoo last, and back then I can remember buying a ticket and spending most of my time watching the two young lions they'd recently brought there; securely cadged, they f*ckin needed to be. When I went back there the other week blow me the same poor bleedin' lions were still there on show, shabby, ambling round their enclosure, slightly out of it. Now lions don't live for 30 years in captivity and I haven't been to a Zoo in years but that isn't the point, cos all of a sudden that twat Albarn started waving a white flag over the heads of Jones and Simonon and I thought shit is this the way you want to go out boys with a white flag waving over your heads? - to die in captivity? - to die at home in a warm bed? - to slip away peacefully? - what the fuck happened to death or glory? - what the fuck happened to a glorious death? If this Gorillaz shite was the sum total of what you guys had to offer perhaps I'd keep schtum, but it ain't so I can't.

Mick & Paul! It's time gather your troops around you Headon, James, Letts, Pursey, Gallagher, Barat, Doherty, Archer everyone & anyone, it's time to attack, it's time to rise from your sleeping slumbers.

IT'S TIME TO DIE IN COMBAT!

It's time to chant down BABYLON!!!