Spirit Writing: Channelling GG Allin! (27.4.2023)

Leave me alone! Look at my bone! Come near – but watch out for my bad snatch-itude! 

(Knock drums over) 

We will raise hell wherever we are! It doesn’t matter where! 

Don’t talk at me whilst I pee! English punk is full of c’nt! Talk out of your punk! The only language I understand! Other than Anustani! 

Get back to where you are coming are from! The Beatles were racist – but not me! 

Fuck, fuck and fuck! There, that should do it! I need a nap now – I’m 66 and tired of impersonating The Clash!

F’cking GG Allin Up the Arse – A Tribute! (26.4.2023)

My mind’s a machine gun, my body’s the bullets and the audience is the target. (GG Allin)

I’ve sold my records outta shopping carts on the street. (GG Allin)

When I was writing it, I was remembering how hard it was to be a 16-year-old in high school. I always wanted to be an artist, so I was this loner kid who just got drunk all the time. I only had one real friend. There was a girl I really liked, and she ended up taking really sleazy photographs with her boyfriend, and that really crushed me, I was just swimming in this pit of despair, jealousy and alcoholism. (GG Allin)