Friday, 1 August 2008

Nazi Furniture Warehouse, with branches at Sidcup, New Malden, Croydon...





On a recent visit to Harley Street, it appears that the building manager - or their interior designer - has a flair for Nazi chattel.

In the corner of the street-side waiting is a cabinet bearing what appears to be a chateaux lock motif with a swastika detail.

There's also a round, golden mirror with a spread eagle detail...

On quizzing a consultant's secretary, I was informed that she doesn't ever go in the waiting room as someone had died in there recently... Cursed Nazi furniture - wooooooo!!

Hopefully more answers'll be forthcoming on my next visit.

Edit: ...and here they are....

Monday, 21 July 2008

Honey Badger Chat

Honey Badger, I Shrunk The Kids!


Rick Moranis is reprise his much-loved 'bumbling dad' role in forthcoming summer blockbuster Honey Badger, I Shrunk The Kids!

Penned for an August 18th release in the US, Mr. Moranis is reported to be as excited as he is ugly and rightly so.

Guy Ritchie to direct semi-autobiographical Cockney honey badger movie

Guy Ritchie has been in talks with Columbia Pictures to direct a big budget screen adaptation of self-penned script Cockney Honey Badgers.

The screenplay is rumoured to borrow heavily from Ritchie's gritty childhood experiences, when he was raised by honey badgers on the mean streets of London's east end.

Chas and Dave are to soundtrack the film with all-new material and are thought to be voicing Ritchie's honey badger parents.

Sunday, 22 June 2008

Saturday, 21 June 2008

Megauptoad




I guess it was only a matter of time afore I scored one of those humorous Megaupload acronyms.

In my case, it was NME. That bastion of god-awful music 'journalism', where every other band sounds like Joy Division crossed with My Bloody Valentine. NME copy is the print equivalent of brains for zombies and its feckless readers devour its record label friendly words with similar fervour.

That reminds me - I must renew my subscription.

There's a whole world of music out their to be discovered: don't the those twats at NME be your tour guide. Your life'll be richer!


Has it really been blah months? I have been neglectful, to say the least!

I had to stop playing with this image of Das Mikester, as I was in danger of losing it.

The "sonic rape" (copyright Shendor on that one) of last night's My Bloody Valentine gig has left my head fragile and my right ear hissing. It was a great gig, good to see the band hasn't lost any of its raw power and that our nanny state hasn't yet had the chance to clamp out on dB levels at such gigs (although any will swing that it'll be MBV and the post-gig aurally crippled seeking retribution!).

Wednesday, 30 January 2008

Danny Cappello

It's a little known fact that in the 1987 film The Lost Boys Tim Cappello employed a music/body double.

What is commonly mistaken as Tim's bod/hot sax actually belongs to his talented brother Danny Cappello, who lives on a farm in Basildon, Essex, UK.

Tim, at the time of filming, was in a bit of a state. Hopelessy in love with then-famous daytime telly gingernut Chris Evans, Tim Cappello became addicted to Wimpy's Bender In A Bun, which he had to have specially imported to the US. Tim would fill his hours bingeing on Benders, hating himself as he piled on the pounds.

Hollywood movie executives, on seeing that Tim had become too fat to perform his famous 'tune' I Still Believe, desperately needed an alternative. Tim was too bloated and hideous to be publicly seen and his vocal cords were so flabby that he could no longer sing, only gurgle like a baby.

Fortunately for The Lost Boys film, Danny Cappello stepped up to the challenge, bringing his sax pack hot bod with him.

The stills you see here were thought lost, destroyed by Tim's lawyers: burnt, the ashes pissed on, burnt again, and finally eaten by Tim himself...

Not so.

I know someone who was on the film production team, who has been tortured by the guilt at the Tim Cappello body/music double cover. He had to speak out and contacted me, and proceeded to explain the trickery used in post-production to edit Danny out of the film. Apparently, using Ray Harryhausen claymation techniques and mirrors, they were able to superimpose a pre-bingeing Tim likeness onto Danny's body, which is what you see in the final cut.



To this day Danny's never had a credit for his role/performance in The Lost Boys. He never even wanted one. But that doesn't make it all right...