Virtually Attending a GG Allin Concert (1991)! (27.4.2023) 

Perhaps underrated and virtually forgotten (as GG Allin rolls around on broken glass, sh’t, vomit and his own blood – whilst ‘shouting’ incoherently into a mic) is the staying power of his backing group! They soldier on playing the drums and guitar – whilst stagehands keep an eye on the violence by regulating its intensity – ensuring GG Allin is not overwhelmed by multiple opponents or beaten too far into unconsciousness (as there is a show to perform)! GG Allin certainly seems to take a good shot and always comes back for more whilst serenely detached from the events he is the centre and has unleashed. Occasionally, the drummer has to stand the cymbal back up or realign the bass drum with the snare, etc, sometimes continuing to bang away with a single drumstick whilst these adjustments are made, and prostrate bodies cleared away from the working area! The guitarist seems to think he’s in ‘Nirvana’ with the manner of his dress and his indifference to the madness that is unfolding around him! Every so often he fires a well-aimed kick at the body (or head) of an unsuspecting audience member who has just fallen over his own legs – or some part of GG Allin’s anatomy! All Grist for the mill. 

Emails: Dream Analysis – the Thames Embankment Cat (15.12.2020)

A dead cat may not be what it first appears to be. Hang on a minute – I said the cat wants me dead – not itself! Yes – but if we go down that path – then your cat kills not only yourself – but also my argument – holy water or not! How could a cat kill you? By dropping a bus of schoolchildren on your head. Is it a likely outcome? I doubt the cat could get the children to co-operate or indeed arrange for the bus to be raised into place in a manner that no one would recognise what is happening until it is ‘too late’. Louis wain could be of help here – but let’s face it – he could not do much to help himself past the continuous replication of ever more fragmented depiction of cats, as interested as they most obviously are. As a Physicist, I suspect Schrödinger’s Cat has something to do with a clash of civilisations. Is the cat ‘alive’ or ‘dead’? Does the Black-White cat want you alive-dead? Are you inhabiting a box – or observing a box? Is the box the bus – and more importantly – why is there no indication of appropriate ‘social distancing’? I also find it curious that there is no presence of ‘steps’ or ‘star-wells’. Having walked up and down the Thames Embankment more times than I care to count – no buses (or cats for that matter) frequent the banks upon which the mighty Thames doth lap…