Just sayin’ is all…

So UNFAIR!

Me is out of here too, as of a 3.55pm train tomorrow, heading over to the USof for almost 3 weeks of fucking insane State hopping, trying to keep up with a ridiculously over-packed, self-designed itinerary. It’s going to seriously test my usual ability to work like a bastard & cram in as much hard drinking & a-socialising as my 3hrs a night sleep will allow. My poor constitution & liver is in for a serious pasting.

The past week has also been as hectic as shitting fuckery, what with a demented brakeneck nosebleed of a rush to get 5 TWR pre-records sorted before tomorrow afternoon so I can file them before sitting back & allowing Virgin Atalantic staff to take over. Unfortunately, because of things like birthdays, work, socialising, work, computers crashing, work, sleep deprivation-based hallucinations, work, &, um, work, we only got 4 of the fuckers done.

So, Toad & all you Toadscateers, the following music-chat blarney has been prepped for your listening displeasure:

4th June: usual bollocks & drivel from me + TWoTH (10pm-Midnight BST)

11th June: Welsh Music Special (10pm-Midnight BST)

18th June: Gay Wedding Disco Playlist* (10pm-Midnight BST)

25th June: TWR Replay – a classic show from the archives w/Hope Eternal + ½DC** (10pm-Midnight BST)

2nd July: Drunk Covers VII presents: The Waitsing Room II – Cool Variations (9pm-Midnight BST)

*culled from a genuine cheese & indie/dance/pop-laden playlist from a friend’s civil partnership disco what I DJ’d at for over a marathon 4fuckinghours, but slayed the fuckers with my frightening knowledge of shitpop

**the first time we have ever had to slap on a repeat show to cover my slack arse. I feel dirty.

& then I’ll be back. To start all over afuckinggain.

Apologies for the spam, but I aint gonna be anywheres near an interweb connection that often, in order to properly advertise the bastards, whilst orf over there. Plus, TWoTH can only handle so many bullet pointed instructions before she shits her patience into a slop bucket & dumps it over my head.

Have a nice break, both. You certainly deserve it – the posts have been getting more & more wired by the day. You clearly need to let off a gush of steam & have some microscopically focussed ‘me + you’ time.

As for my back breaking schedule to come, I console myself with the thought that I am going to be punctuating it all with some brilliant live shows (The Builders & Butchers, Samantha Crain to name a couple) & the can’t be turned down chance to meet Eric Idle backstage at the Broadway production of Spamalot (my mate’s son is in the production crew, so I thought I’d be a cheeky fucker & beg an audience with…). I want to ask him why financial greed disables one’s ability to not only notbe funny anymore, but also why it sullies one’s past achievements beyond repair. I give the shake ‘n’ bake 5 minutes before I’m toecapped onto the street )

Will report, in queasy detail, anon.

Ta Ta for now.