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Swine November 2009
Bernie Bostik now has a blog where you can track his latest musings on his soon to be published novel Orgies in the Casbah at http://swinetv.wordpress.com/ - he's also got a twitter page that he talk to Stephen Fry and Lily Allen on at http://twitter.com/swinetv
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Cheers as ever for the links and such from the Red All Over the Land, Mudhutters, WSAG and now Boss Mag (is rice lids, keep links scouse...apart from Mudhutter like).
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Here's Bernie Connor's weekly podcast. It's been going for a good few weeks now and they are all available to download or play here:
And another podcast inspired by Bernies:
http://fatlatchradio.mypodcast.com
MESOPOTAMIA - Part 2 - Windy Hill to Bold St
By Phil Thornton
He walks. He walks at speed. He walks with purpose because he has purpose. He walks with deliberate steps, with urgency, with intensity because he’s got a lot on his mind today.
By Robin Chowder
Thought I’d start with a trip down memory lane…a decade of two ago, pre-mobile phones, false tits, the internet, panic rooms etc I was having a bit of jiggy jiggy with a stunning temp (Lady A) who worked in the office – she was fairly thick, really good-looking and had the body of a racing snake.
Five Weirdest Screen Horror Moments
By Kirsty Walker
Now infamous because it was left out of the original cut and replaced later, even though it's shit. This crappy stunt shows the demonically possessed Regan O'Neal walking backwards down a staircase and biting the ankles of the maid in the only really dumb scene in the entire film.By Phil Thornton
For a few issues back in the late 80s I was Boys Own fanzine’s token ‘northern correspondent.’ I’d just started writing and had sent a few pieces off to the End but at the time, that august scouse journal was on its last legs and, although pretty much a Cockney imitation of The End, Boys Own was far more in tune with my own ‘soul boy’ musical leanings.
By Phil Thornton
Imagine the pitch;
TV Producer : ‘Here’s an idea; it’s a programme that shines a light on modern inner city poverty’
ITV Commissioning Editor
‘Bor-ing!’
Dear John,By Andrew Vaughan
It was Flip. Always Flip but not the main shop on Long Acre, Covent Garden. It was the warehouse in Curtain Road, around the corner from work. Curtain Road that is now achingly cool. Shoreditch twats and all that. However back then it was empty warehouses or schmutter factories.
By Bernie Bostik
Here we go again, it's Monday at last,He's heading for the Waterloo line,To catch the 8 a.m. fast, its usually dead on time,Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine.
It was actually the 7:21 am and I had to be there by 8, but that song would always filter in and out of my head as I was buying the Mirror from the corner shop, on my way to the station to catch the train to Hunts Cross.What’s Eating Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Titch? BBC Special
BBC Footy Presenters – look it was bad enough when that cunt Lineker replaced Lynam but atleast the obesity encouraging twat had played the fuckin’ game. Now we’ve got fucking kids tv presenters, radio one cast offs and fuckin weathergirls on the screen.
By Phil Thornton
This month’s mix comes from Napoleon Wilson a pseudonym (his real name is Garribaldi Campbell) for one of the lads behind Harvest Sun.
Tom Russell - Blood and Candle SmokeBy Andrew Vaughan
Twenty five years and twenty odd albums on from his debut Tom Russell is more relevant than ever. He is the consummate songwriter.By Phil Thornton
I passed a pair of teddy boys last week. Not aul fellars, yer usual ted vets or the revivalist rockabilly mob from the early 80s. These were young lads, decked out in cartoon ted outfits, drapes, brothel creepers, big DA Swedes; the works.By Robert Goulet
Ten toe tappers chosen by our guest DJ
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