Thursday, 25 August 2011

Revolution

No, I'm not pissed, before you mention it...

12 comments:

  1. We got a personal letter from Mr Lennon when we - at Guildford Art School - asked for a few quid for our fighting fund to reinstate our sacked teachers.

    The trouble is, a load of anarchists (like Agitprop) asked him before we did!

    This recording is suspiciously stereo...

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  2. I love it. Great intro, great vocals, and great-full that they existed in my era.

    All we had was that idiot Jack-effing-Straw.

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  3. Okay, so maybe now you can tell me how you met John Lennon. Cro said he attended the famous 'cut clothes off Yoko' show, but when, how, where did you meet John? Btw, a recent article stated he was turning Republican toward the end of his life, which frankly . . . makes me want to die a little.

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  4. I went to a party in aid of the sacked tutors of Guildford Art School in London, 1968, Amy. He and Yoko were there, but I had met her a few months before, when she came to Guildford to talk bollocks for money, as usual.

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  5. Okay, thank you. I remember you mentioned seeing him, and being surprised by how slight he was in size. I looked it up and other people have said the same thing. It's amazing how pictures make him look so tall and lithe, but I guess not. Not that it matters anymore . . .

    Was he nice?

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  6. I was so pissed on cheap wine, that I don't remember, Amy. My escort for the evening deliberately threw herself out of a moving taxi on the way home, just to see what it felt like. The taxi driver was shitting himself, but when we drove back to pick her up, she was just lying in the road, laughing. Her name was Marianne Gordon, and I don't know what became of her, but I suspect a sticky end.

    The party was hosted by Kasmin, the famous London art dealer. All sorts of people were there, including David Hockney. Marianne and I were in charge of the bar, so that gives you an idea about how the evening went for us...

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  7. What a night! It sounds totally crazy, but I enjoyed reading it.

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  8. Dear Charlie Farnsbarns,
    Saw The Beatles at Finsbury Park Astoria and Hammersmith Palais !! Did Paul's teeth along with Harry Neilson, Bryan Ferry, John Entwhistle....I could go on. Just thought I'd do a bit of name dropping ..... ! Obligatory exclamation mark.
    My niece is a sculptor and went to art college with James McCartney and they were good friends.
    Sounds like you had good times at Guildford Art School.....those that you can remember.
    Maybe my real name is Marianne Gordon !

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  9. Is that the same Marianne Gordon who threw herself out of a 12 seater on the way back fromour exhibition at the Officers mess in Guildford? I wonder if she still performs.

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  10. Its amazing what 24 hours does for a person..so
    to answer your previous question about "mutt" versus "loved one"
    yes a dog, to me is a loved one and in constance's case she was CERTAINLY A LOVED ONE......................I was in a poor place to appreciate the offered humour in the words "mutt"....but that is the problem with reading words and not hearing the intention in a voice eh?

    I didn't intend for my upset to "go public" Tom for that helps no one. It should have been left where it was.

    keep blogging Tom
    The world is a better place with your blogs in it

    john

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  11. Glad you're feeling a bit better, John.

    Are you a dentist or a cosmetic artist, Jacqueline?

    Re Marianne: You know how people creep up behind you, put their hands over your eyes and say "Guess who?" Well she once did that to me, but instead of putting her hands over my eyes, she held a cut-throat razor to my neck. I had to keep very still and ask her to take it away several times. She was a dangerous person to know. Sounds like the same one at your exhibition, Cro.

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